Swiftcurrent Creek let the water wash away your sins

Arric spoke softly. He knew it would be impossible for her to not hear some of what he said, but he could at lesat make it a little difficult to hear it all. He didn't know her. 

She has a leg wound, it doesn't look fresh. She has asked for help. But.

He let the rest slide away, as he glanced back at her eyeing her with a stern gaze. This was Akavir's decision. He didn't envy his friend the heavy mantle of leadership at times. He hadn't seen any others, but much like Akavir. He was gun shy.

TOo many coincidences happened in these wilds and he had no idea where those cowboys were anymore.