Horizon Ridge The Bruises that've Faded Away

Etienne froze as the coyote refused his advice. He winced knowing he would probably have a terrible stomache, possible sickness and if he was lucky he'd live through it. At least there wasn't a lot to the fish. But still.

Etienne huffed. moun fou

Eti shook his head and pelt agitated. Come wit' me. We get you good food. Foolish. Make your stomac'e.