Colt
Love's just one of them words
That gets thrown around
So I ain't gonna say it, no I ain't gonna lie
If you were my last breath, I'd just wanna hold ya
That gets thrown around
So I ain't gonna say it, no I ain't gonna lie
If you were my last breath, I'd just wanna hold ya
What's full circle for Thal is a square for Colt. Returning to the sea makes sense for a sailor, but returning to the dirt suits the rancher better, each of them finishing their loop by ending where they began, giving back to what had given so much to them. It'd be unsuitable, she thinks, if she were to add herself to the mix of the ocean's shapes and flows.
Nodding slowly, Colt glances towards Thal as she reaches to bite into the leg she's torn off. "Yeah, I've heard of sirens. Sounds terrible, being lured to your own death like that." A trick you'd only fall to once, so fool me once and I'm dead seems to be the better quote for the sea. Certainly doesn't afford fools for very long.
The meat is perfectly cooked, tender and succulent, and Colt's grin deepens with a grateful "mmm," added to the divine flavor for fresh food and meat. Living off so much dried fruit, nuts, and cured meat had begun to get to her. It's why the locals will be just as glad to get some of these spoils too. "Oh I see," she murmurs, popping a finger in her mouth to suck off the juice. "You're afraid of being bored when you die, so you want to haunt everywhere you can."
Nodding slowly, Colt glances towards Thal as she reaches to bite into the leg she's torn off. "Yeah, I've heard of sirens. Sounds terrible, being lured to your own death like that." A trick you'd only fall to once, so fool me once and I'm dead seems to be the better quote for the sea. Certainly doesn't afford fools for very long.
The meat is perfectly cooked, tender and succulent, and Colt's grin deepens with a grateful "mmm," added to the divine flavor for fresh food and meat. Living off so much dried fruit, nuts, and cured meat had begun to get to her. It's why the locals will be just as glad to get some of these spoils too. "Oh I see," she murmurs, popping a finger in her mouth to suck off the juice. "You're afraid of being bored when you die, so you want to haunt everywhere you can."
If you were my last shot of whiskey
I'd press you to my lips, take a little sip
Swirl you around and around and around
Then I'd shoot ya down
I'd press you to my lips, take a little sip
Swirl you around and around and around
Then I'd shoot ya down
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
