Sky Mesa on the wing

Swallowing up his portion with little effort, he shook his head with the surprise of a smile. I hunt for myself after nightfall. He reassured. But yes, they are growing fast. They will be strong young men. Or at least one of them would - Apollo ate enough that Kemal could tell he would size up to his mother.

He listened to her explanation, the offer that followed, and shook his head once more. You are kind, but Verapaz is not good to strangers. The segundo would not be happy.  He had heard enough of his brother's stories that he knew better than to take risks - he would not gain the same strange enjoyment from it that Leandros did.

Licking his lips clean, he glanced westward towards where the pass stood. But take care, hm? We will hunt again someday. In large jaws he took the pronghorn by it's neck, glancing to her once more before picking it up and preparing to take his leave.