Silver Creek 'til I see the lights of my home town

Her next suggestion was decidedly more sensible. Winterbourne's smile was bright then, his relief great enough to let him pass over the minor annoyance of Ingiullik's distraction from their hunt. He could pay attention for the both of them, for now.

Still, he allowed his eyes to flit briefly to her. I like that, He murmured. How 'bout... Windlass? Cloudburst, Sunshine, and Windlass. In his mind he saw Windlass with his father's eyes, and Sunshine with his mother's furs, and Cloudburst with Ingiullik's smile.