[color=orange]"Don't worry little darlin. Those critters won't hurt us. They can't even reach us up here anyway."[/color] placated Rolo.

[color=orange]"I mean, you could pray for those coyotes to go away, but then the great coyote would just laugh at you." [/color] said Rolo.

He cuddled Corinne while she buried her face in his arm. She felt so warm yet so fragile. She was so fun yet so adorable. Rolo couldn't help but be smitten. 

[color=orange]"We haven't even gotten to the spooky part yet."[/color] said Rolo playfully.

He took yet another swig of bourbon. The soothing burn and that heady feeling. That hit the spot! He then continued his tale with gusto. The setting was just too perfect. Romantic and eerie yet wild and untamed. Truly it was Rolos most memorable date yet. 

[color=orange]"Anyway, there were two people who went to these gatherings all the time. But the reason why they went was different to the reason why the other people went."[/color] explained Rolo.

[color=orange]"They were teenagers, about our age. A boy and a girl. The boys name was Khalo and the girls name was Lakhi. They saw each other all the time, but they were too shy to talk."[/color] said Rolo.

He paused momentarily before continuing. [color=orange]"They each prayed into the stone that the great coyote would give the other the courage to talk. Maybe ask them out on a date or something."[/color] revealed Rolo.

[color=orange]"But one day, the great coyote heard one of their prayers, or so they thought. Everything changed after that."[/color] explained Rolo further.

He could tell that Corinne was getting really interested in the story. Rolo could also tell that she was bursting with questions. And so Rolo paused every now and then so as to allow Corinne to satisfy her curiosity. For a brute, Rolo was so very gentlemanly at times.