Qeya River and you’re a vulture

i understand lol

amalia was arriving almost at once. "my friend here was roughed up somethin' fierce by some ba — feller of ill-repute," he modified at the last second. "'er name's sadey, say howdy, sadey." colt grinned in spite of the situation.
"was wonderin' if yew wouldn't mind patchin' her up. i'm gonna handle the gent myself." there was an edge to his voice. cunning eyes cut to the brilliant figure coming along the path. colt stifled his whistle and dipped his head, understanding her bearing.
"colt briggs, ma'am. just come along t'ask miz amalia won't she offer my friend here some healin'." colt indicated the pair of rabbits on the ground. "we're payin' customers."