[Lovebite]

They approached town as quickly as they could, mindful of the snow and ice that covered most of the road, they had been heading north and the weather was lighter. Baxter kept his eyes on Samuel mostly and a hand gripped around the horses reigns, he slowly began to feel...terrified for his son. He had yet to teach him anything important, how to shoot or ride a horse, he wouldn't lose him, not like everything else he's had, he was his. He'd be damned if he would lose him, he'd be damned.