Lost Creek Hollow not crawling; not falling down

He let the conversation drift away on that note—in truth, wasn’t that why he was here? He had once been adamant that these pups would be for the creek—Jakoul’s and the packs—not his. He had nothing left to give.

He knew from the moment he had laid eyes on them that would never be the case.

The mountains he would move for them—and the help he would grovel for to assist their growth… as he had done.

Nothing would ever be the same.