Dawnlark Plains you want some more blood on you

soon as they'd come back to camp, colt had ignored marston for the time being and gone right to sadey, assuring himself she still breathed. a wood pigeon, caught on luck, was hers entire.
leaving her in the care of lonesome dove, he exchanged a look with @Reno and eased deeper out from camp, into the long shadows of full night.
"sadey ain't gettin' any better. can't hardly stand now."
they both knew what it meant. emotion stood raw in colt's voice.