Duck Lake we remained locked together

skoll was careful, aloof, proper, and now it seemed, completely one of them. "you're definitely not alone," merrick mentioned. "you might find more than someone to look at." wouldn't that be something? merrick, lead gunner of men who wanted other men.
the thought bemused him, though the boy was not one to categorize himself. he was, however, pleased that ursus was of some personal note to the reticent male. "i think it would be a good idea to keep the meadow for ourselves too. maybe you could be in charge of that? only if you're interested."