Alexa watched out the window as he hefted himself up, "whoa, must take quite a bit of working out to do that", she said, Alexa knew she was never going to be that strong

Tyler grunted. "I don't work out. I work with cows." He snorted, looking up at the window. -that is an incredibly long way to go...- he thought with a slight wheeze. "It's not fun, I can tell you that." He shook his head and brushed pine needles out of his hair, starting to walk back inside

Alexa sat back down by the fire, "what are cows like?" She asked pulling the furs back around her shoulders

"Vicious animals." Tyler joked slightly as he came into the room. He crossed his arms, leaning against the wall. "Well, you know what they look like, right? They are very stubborn and attached to their calves.. and they are very stupid." He explained, nit really knowing how to explain a cow. He had never once in his life had to explain what cows were like...

"do they bite..? Are they scary...?" She asked, surely cows weren't terrifying, she had never seen one before

Tyler looked amused. "No, they don't bite... unless you have a treat in your hand and you are shoving it up their mouth. Cows are only scary at branding time.." His voice trailed off into that memory... It was Tyler's turn to go brand a calf.. he had asked Chad, his younger brother, to help him. They caught the calf... and that's when everything went wrong. The mother broke out of her pen and charged Chad... Tyler cried a warning but it was too late. He jumped in front of the cow, getting smashed in the ribs and chest with her horns, a scream of agony erupting from him. He blacked out from the pain... and when he woke up, Chad was dead... and it was all Tyler's fault... Tyler snapped out of the memory, his eyes glazed over with sadness. "Yes... cows can be dangerous..." he murmured, a sigh escaping.

Alexa saw the sadness in his eyes, "what happened?..I mean if you don't want to talk about it..we don't have to"

Tyler shook his head. "I'll never be able to go back to my stone face if I don't say it." He joked slightly, starting. "It was my turn to go brand a calf, and I asked my little brother, Chad, to help me. We caught the calf, and I let Chad pen the mother up. We have to make sure the pen is fastened securely, because the mothers don't like to see their baby's being hurt. That's when it all went wrong.. the mother cow broke out of the pen and charged at Chad. I, being the stupid person I am, jumped in front of the cow. She smashed into my ribs, shattering four of them and causing severe internal bleeding, knocking me out immediately. When I awoke.... Chad was dead." Tyler said quietly, his gaze downcast.

Alexa stood up, she hoped she wasn't making the wrong move, "stop me if you hate this" Alexa wrapped her arms around him, hoping she could help. A death is never easy

Tyler just kind of waited.. not knowing exactly what to do. "...thanks..." he said, half quietly, half sadly, and the other half he didn't have.. uncertainly. (I'll edit for more, gtg)