(Oh my word! I'm so sorry! D: that's horrible. I'll be praying for you. ): ))
Westwood flinched and reared up, letting out a loud neigh at the gunshot. Billy stumbled forward a bit and spun around, noticing the loot he had snatched from the previous town were gone. The sound of galloping hooves brought his attention towards two people on horseback, a man and a woman, in the distance "Oh Hell, that did not just happen " he mumbled through clenched teeth, tightening his grip on his two pistols. Suddenly, the quarter horse stallion let out a high pitched neigh again as the scent of a predator drifted past his nostrils. Billy cursed aloud and shoved one pistol back into its holster to give the stallion a brisk slap on the neck. Gripping his reins, he turned to Elizabeth. "You stay here. I've got somethin' to take care of." He murmured, drawing his second pistol again. The border collie stepped forward and stared up at Billy hopefully. "Alright. Blaze, you can come with me." Grabbing the saddle horn, he pulled himself up into the creaky leather saddle and veered Westwood's head around towards the two thieves. Blaze let out a woof and trotted close to the stallion's side as they broke into a canter. "I believe you two've got somethin' 'a mine." He muttered, one pistol pointed at each head as he drew Westwood to an ominous stop behind them.
