Swiftcurrent Creek I tried to help you once

“Listen,” he snorted. “You die before me and I’m cursing you out at your grave every damn day. So don’t even think about it.”

After all, wasn’t he the one who was probably on borrowed time? It certainly felt like the hourglass was getting dangerously close to empty.

He rounded a shrub, nose dipping down—still trying to track a damn goat. Stupid Arric, picking the hardest to find prey…

“You’ll be fine. You did great with my kids, right?”