Rising Sun Valley Another day, another destiny

she very enthusiastically nodded at his offer, wrinkles flapping and spittle flying.

yesh. yesh. i don't caushe trou'le. hherhect. gun dislodged her behind from the snow, took two steps, and stopped.

she looked at the leg off to brownbear's right.

then at brownbear.

then at the leg.

i uh. i jusht... take it, or...? gun, who always was an excellent judge of mood and situation, shimmied her hips a lil'.

y'know. in case he needed extra payment. he was kinda lumberjack-lookin'.