Otter Creek I never thought coyotes essential

It was movement that shook him out of his thoughts. He stood abruptly when he realized that it was, in fact, the man he'd come looking for. Perhaps if they'd been different men, they would have run to each other and embraced. But one was ever wary of the other, taking turns in a confusing push-and-pull that Wildflower had once felt the need to run from.

Things felt simpler, now.

Wildflower still didn't know what to do.

"I've been lookin' for you," he said. An excuse. An accusation.