Wild Berry Meadow it takes the shape of a place out west

He had misheard her, and it seemed that she hadn't appreciated it. Okay - darn, I'm from right here! I live in the Flatlands. He insisted, tone clearly indicating that he wanted her to calm down. No need to get all riled up.

Maybe it had been all the talk of Soto days prior, but he was more on edge than usual. Beau didn't want a fight, he didn't usually, but today he really wasn't in the mood. Did I interrupt your bison hunt, or are you normally this quick to snap at a man? He never understood wolves like this. Wasn't it easier to face life feeling content?

But whether an interrupted hunt or just an angry girl, it didn't seem like his charm would work too well here.