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

[daiseydd]

Elizabeth shrugs, "What is there to do? She's gonna have it I guess. I wouldn't mind another baby myself." she shrugs

[Jackkdaw]

Billy stared down at the table top. "Why? What's so great about havin' little runts runnin' around anyway?"

[daiseydd]

Elizabeth smiles. "They love you unconditionally...they say the funniest things...the hugs...the beauty of a Childs smile..." She cuts the meat carefully. "You get to teach them...and help them do well.."

[Jackkdaw]

Billy rolled his eyes, tapping his fingers on the table. "Doesn't sound all that great to me." He muttered boredly.

[daiseydd]

Elizabeth looks at him smirking. "You'd love a little son to romp with, to teach how to ride and sharp shoot like you, to look at him and see a little you." she turns back to the meat, humming softly

[Jackkdaw]

Billy blew an unconvinced huff from his lips, leaning back in the chair and crossing his arms. "Doubt it. Like I've said. I ain't got no plans of settlin' down like that any time soon." He murmured, once again propping his feet up on the kitchen table as he leaned back in the chair.

[daiseydd]

You wouldn't know until you have one." she grins at him. "You can't tell me you hate Bella..."

[Jackkdaw]

"I never said I hated her." Billy responded quickly, glancing up. "All's   I'm sayin' is I ain't settlin' down." He gave a decisive nod and leaned back to his previous comfortable position in the chair.

[daiseydd]

I'm afraid I'll get too old and not be able to have any more." She admits, putting the antelope steaks on the stove carefully

[Jackkdaw]

Billy shrugged, his hands behind his head carelessly. "Well, sorry. Happens to everybody. There's plenty of homeless little street urchin kids runnin' around in town. I'm sure you could find yourself one there." He smirked, closing his eyes as he relaxed back in the chair.