Two Rivers Isle careful, i might shoot you by mistake

following gun around with the intention of ending whatever fun she sought on the isle during this week had kept colt frazzled and worn out. this weren't no vacation no matter what red accused him of enjoying.
early evening sliced through the isle with lemony light and a light vibrato of cicadas. colt splashed through river shallows to cool his underbelly and slake his parched throat, then lifted his dripping chin.
probably high time to speak with iseul, though colt had wanted to see this nonsense with gun through first.