Bolden ran his hands through the clean-smelling fur and the touch warmed his fingers.
Bolden supposed this was for easy recovery in case the shot missed.
Noticing that Bolden was shivering, he took his hands and examined them.
Bolden got in and started the motors while the animal climbed into the seat beside him.
The movement with the bow might have been menacing, but Bolden ignored that gesture.
In the morning, Bolden was awake long before the doctor came in.
Bolden made a few corrections and the doctor took the map away and removed the viewer.
Bolden smiled at the doctor's omission and ran his hand through the fur.
And then Bolden saw the native who had given him the animal.
Bolden had observed this before—no native was ever without that one somber-looking arrow.