A Meeting A Foster Base (//Doc and PLR ONLY)

[Doc Holliday]

Doc just snickered in response. He got himself up and pulled her up, supporting her as the feeling returned to her leg. Arm in arm, they returned to the horses. They kissed again before he helped her up and finally got on his own.

They finished the casual ride back to the house where he once again began cracking jokes about Gallics and Bretonians. For him they made easy targets considering the snobbish responses he had gotten in the past from both groups.
"If a Bretonian and a Gallic jumped off of a tall building at the same time, who would hit first?" he asked. When she didn't know, he just answered with a smile, "Who cares!"

By late afternoon they rode up to the house. He assisted her down and then began removing the skid from the horse. For the moment, he tied the horses to a rail as he drew his knife and began skinning the elk. It didn't take him long with a sharp knife and much experience. He then took the animal out behind the house and hung it, head down, to drain the blood. "I'll butcher it later," he said as he sheathed his knife. He then hung the skin in the horse barn and coated it with some oil. He would later return to apply another coat when he brought the horses in for the night.

As dusk approached, he was worn, sweaty and dirty. He returned from his room ready for a swim. Smiling at Ashea, he dove in.

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