Sun Mote Copse but you're holding me like water in your hands

see her again? see her again, belly filled with pups he didn't want? what was wren after. maybe in the end she'd get them off someone else. "shore," colt told her anyway, deciding it was what she wanted to hear. and he was good at that.
he had no aspirations of being a temple, unless it was a ruined one covered with inedible flowers and creeping with snakes. colt was meat, and that was how he lived, and that was how he liked it.
"ain't borin' if yew travel with a gang," colt uttered, but enough on that. he kissed her limbs again, looked up toward her thighs and then higher, crimson eyes lingering on her pretty face.
his life wasn't for her, and yet in this second colt imagined what it might be like to gather her and iseul and sadey and get gone.
could only imagine the infighting. briggs let the idea go and grinned teasingly at wren.