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They fell into a not-so-companionable silence as Silver chewed the gathered herbs into a paste. He grimaced at the overpowering taste, but a deal was a deal.
Such folly had led him into hell for years, but he was free now. But still beholden to his word. Some things never changed.
Even if he could never reclaim the boy he'd been, he had his word as his bond. Silver twitched an ear, pressing the paste to the deepest wounds first before moving with the remnants to the shallower punctures or lacerations. The waif shifted, splaying her hind legs out and her porcelain belly revealed itself beneath the Silvercreek's looming form. He pulled his head away, glancing down briefly before skimming his gaze up to catch her crimson gaze. Like a blood moon, she stared at him, defiant mirth glinting in his visage.
His tongue snaked across his maw, sweeping away the last dredges of the healing mixture from where it'd stained his pale sterling fur.
And so I shall.
A deal was a deal. Silver settled his haunches into the snow, curling his tail around him.
My first question: What did you hope to gain from....A sly glance at the jutting corpse still laying not far from the pair.
Mauling that coyote?
Sue him, he was curious.