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He just smiled back to her and said, "You're most welcome, Dahlin'. Told you I'd make an expert out of you."
He forgot to take his rifle from her when he kicked his horse and began walking down the trail, "We'll find some game to shoot as we get out here a ways," pointing a long way out, "Deer, elk, caribou, it's all out there. A couple or three of those and we'll have fresh meat at Foster for awhile to come."
He eventually remember to take his rifle, reminding her that she had one of her own. Still, it was peaceful out and the wind felt special. He would smile at her on many an occasion. She was happy and thus, so was he. It wouldn't take long before they would come to a clearing and start finding game animals in which they could hunt.....or just ride for a bit and hunt later.