Phoenix Maplewood pieces of eight

colt hooted at that, though he was riotously pleased by the confirmation of red's loyalty ot him. it satisfied briggs in a way nothing ever had; it was more than the bond the gang had cultivated with one another. this was only just for them. 
colt resisted the urge to continue his gesture; he pulled away and stepped beyond, stretching his hindlegs one and then the other. "reckon we should get back, redbird."
before sadey got the wrong idea, or they missed out on grub.
he couldn't remember the last time he had called her indra.
the crimson eyes found her face and then colt set off.