Young Guns: Wild West RP. (Accepting humans & animals of all kinds.)

[Jackkdaw]

As soon as he slipped out the back door, he snuck around the side of the house to the front porch, where he had stashed the three bags of stolen gold, desperately trying not to catch the attention of the town sheriff and the two deputies accompanying him; at least not yet. Successfully obtaining the loot, Billy hurried out to the pasture, where Westwood was still standing fully tacked. He threw the money bags over the stallion's back and tied them to the saddle bag before swiftly mounting. Wheeling the stud around, Billy spurred him into a lope to meet Elizabeth on the side of the house

[daiseydd]

Elizabeth is bouncing the baby, keeping her quiet. She looks up at him, "will we ever come back?"

[Jackkdaw]

As Billy opened his mouth to speak, there was a loud bang and a bullet whizzed by signifying he had been spotted. "Heh, that's a no." He chuckled, oddly calm about being fired at. Reining in his stallion with the reins in his right had, he smoothly grabbed his left side-arn from its holster and fired back. "C'mon, let's get a move on." He said casually, glancing back at her. Clicking his tongue, he spurred Westwood in the sides signaling the horse to lunge into a gallop. The Quarter Horse's hooves kicked up dust as they began to put a gap between them and ths house, figuring Elizabeth would naturally follow. Spotting their retreat, the sheriff and his deputies urged their horses forward to follow, aiming their pistols over their horses' heads as they continued firing at Billy and Westwood.

[daiseydd]

The baby wakes up at the gunshots, and begins to cry. Elizabeth looks back at them worried. "why are they shooting?" she yells after him, following behind, her mare struggling to keep up

[Jackkdaw]

Billy ducked as the bullets whizzed past his head, Westwood letting out a couple surprised snorts as he galloped on. Realizing.Elizabeth's mare was having trouble keeping up, Billy pulled his steed back to ensure they didn't lose her. He simply smirked at her question and let out a slight huffed chuckle, returning his focus back forward as they galloped across the desert, the officers behind them still relentlessly pursuing.

[daiseydd]

the baby cries louder, and elizabeth looks back at the sheriff, trying to see if they were gonna give up anytime soon. "I'm scared..." she tells Billy, hugging the baby in one arm and holding the reins with the other

[Jackkdaw]

"You get used to it." Billy muttered over his shoulder as they finally galloped across ths city line. Glancing back, he noticed all the officers had halted their horses at it, simply because they had no need to pursue someone outside their town lines."Home free," Billy murmured under his breath before pulling up Westwood to a halt and turning him so his right side was facing the officers who were by then some distance away, still standing at the city lines. "That's right, you'd better stop there, ya yellow-bellied jackals!" He shouted at the officers, tugging on the reins so the stallion would rear up. As the horse's forehooves came back down, Billy glanced at    Elizabeth with a smirk, satisfied with his little show off mockery towards the cops. "right, let's be movin', then." He jerked Westwood's head to the left, turning him away from the town in the distance and urging him into a trot.

[daiseydd]

Elizabeth trots behind him, the baby still whimpering. "we need ta stop in about an hour...so I can feed her." she looks down at the unhappy baby. "what do ya think of Bella for her name? Is that pretty?"

[Jackkdaw]

Billy blew a huff of air from his mouth in annoyance at the needy baby and he gave the reins a light pull to halt his horse, turning him so that he could talk to Elizabeth and make sure they had no followers. "Can't ya ride and feed it at the same time? We can't be stoppin', we ain't even two miles out from the town, so now of all times ain't a good time." He said in an almost hurried tone. As Elizabeth asked about a name for the newborn, Billy leaned against the saddle horn, squinting a but to see in the harsh sunlight. "Bella?" He nodded. "Right purty name." He flashed his crooked smile for a minute and pulled the front rim of his Stetson down over his face to keep the sun out if his eyes.

[daiseydd]

I can't, she'll get colic. I would if I could." Elizabeth sighs, staring out at the horizon. "where we goin now?" she asks, and her mare trots up to be next to Westwood.