Big Salmon Lake A kindling of a swordless bloodshed

barley arrives to his flopped over wife with the stride of a proud lion. sauntering, looking upon her as if she were a meal, though something within his eyes shone of a deeper affection, of years' worth of care, admiration. looked at her like a starving man with a gourmet dish. five stars, he'd rate this one. smirk upon his face.

no coming home to him if he was there to flop down alongside her.

comfortable, hun? came a gruff chuckle.