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

[panther]

Thanatos let out a series of snorts, pacing the ground where the horse had just left. It was absolutely absurd, the way the human could just sit on the beast. And especially the way the horse didn't even seem to mind! The stallion stamped his hooves on the ground in anger. Then he reared his front feet high in the air, neighed a wild bray, and stormed in the opposite direction in a flurry of dust.

[Jackkdaw]

"Be catchin' ya later. Long as I stay out of the gallows." Billy chuckled half-heartedly and pulled in Westwood's head, turning him so that his opposite side was facing Elizabeth. The stallion tossed his head and snorted, more than ready to get moving.

[daiseydd]

Elizabeth waves goodbye, smiling a bit. " make sure to come back."

[Jackkdaw]

"I'll do all I can." Billy smirked. "If I don't come back, I'm either dead or in jail." He laughed roughly and grasped the reins closer to him with both hands. Westwood pawed at the dirt impatiently, snorting through his flared nostrils.

[daiseydd]

I feel the need to time lapse? Do you?))
Elizabeth laughs, thinking he's kidding. "bye now." she walks up to the house

[panther]

Thanatos's hooves moved beneath him in a rush, accelerating with each step. He nodded his head in the wind as it whipped his silvery mane in waves of hair behind. It was the most free of all feelings, racing over the plains at his own leisure. The stallion tossed his nose in the sky, letting out a shrill bray.

[Jackkdaw]

((I, agree. x3 ))
Billy tugged on the reins, making Westwood half rear and wheel around. Giving him a kick to the sides with the spurs, he clicked his tongue, pushing the stallion into a lunging gallop. His hooves kicked up some dust and dirt as they made their way out of the farm, and the town area, just as the sun began to rise.

[daiseydd]

6 months? I have some ideas...)) Elizabeth does her chores quietly, humming to herself

[Jackkdaw]

((Sounds good))
  Billy had reached another town after a couple weeks of hard travel through the desert, but nothing he wasn't used to.

[daiseydd]

Six months had brought a lot of change for Elizabeth. She is working in the front yard, in her work dress, on her hands and knees.