Billy stretched his arm and nodded, grabbing the shotgun off the ground as he stood up. "Won't be long." He reassured, making his way to his horse immediately. Slipping his boot into the stirrup, he swung up into the creeky western saddle. "Do yer best to keep her quiet. Don't wanna attract somethin' while I'm gone. Especially cause I'm sure that wolf ain't gone too far." He tipped his Stetson and wheeled Westwood around. Kicking him into a bouncy trot, the two disappeared into the darkness.