Redhawk Caldera Handle With Care

teya did not have it in her to defend love. not now. not more. bronco was cradled in heart and chest; bronco was;
he was gone.
she must accept it.
too late she looked up with something soft, desiring it to be a smile. willing it so. "i be okay over time," she told the perceptive young woman. "i want you to take care of self and siblings. help keep us safe. soon we — we need to hunt, before winter."
planning for a future in which she did not even want to take part.