Mudminnow River so far away

On the job. On the job. Who was this lone bullet? He was surely a man crafted of strength and size. He thought of Ameline's girls. He thought of Nephele's girls. They needed men like Cole, and this star ranger, to be at their beckon and call.

Close 'nough. He reckoned, watching the stranger sit by the river and ponder his life choices. Cole raised a brow, wondering what good that'll do 'im by starin' at his pretty reflection.

Y'in the line o'work? Hope so... Cole trailed off, finding himself taking a step closer to the male near his backside, sniffing to cement his pheromones.