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

[Jackkdaw]

(Olp, back rolllin', then. x3)

 Billy tilted his Stetson down to shield his waking eyes from the bright morning sun. "Yeah. That's probably a good idea." He muttered groggily through a yawn. Pushing himself up, he got to his feet and began tacking Westwood, who bounced on his hooves in anticipation. Slipping his boot into the stirrup, he hauled himself up into the leather saddle and jerked the reins to turn the stallion around. "Well. Whhere to, now?" He asked in a low tone, halting Westwood beside Pistol.

[Star12]

Charlie got up slowly and stretched, she hated mornings. She mounted Mouse without a saddle and caught up with the other two, yawning. She pulled out some mint leaves from her satchel and popped them in her mouth, an alternative to brushing her teeth. She chewed absentmindedly on the leaves, letting their flavour explode on her tongue. She cracked her knuckles, "I hate mornin's." She grumbled, she had bags underneath her eyes from lack of sleep.

[Untamable]

Make shifted over Pistol as he waited for the others. "Well, I was thinking we could ride until the next town. Not too far. Then we could actually sleep in a bed. And I can find some reasonable company." He chuckled and cracked his neck.  He looked over at Charlie and raised a brow. "What..? Aren't you bringing your saddle?" He laughed lightly. "Or your bags.."

[Star12]

Charlie raised an eyebrow and pointed to her bags and saddle that were sitting behind her, she had one hand sitting firmly on top of them to stop them from falling off of Mouse. "Of course I'm not takin' them." She said sarcastically, swallowing the mint leaves. She coughed, her eyes watering. They're strong.

[Jackkdaw]

"Enough sarcasm." Billy muttered, turning his upper body in the saddle to peer at Charlie behind him. "Gather your crap. We don't got all day." He added in an impatient tone. (Short.

[duna the killer]

Spirit trudged out of her den. She walked over to her water hole and took 3 big gulps. She then marked her campsite and set out for food. She had only 3 snakes on her food pile. She needed more.
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 After hunting two scorpians Spirit lay down to investigate her campsite. It was in good shape after the Sandstorm. A little bit of life was starting to grow around the water. Spirit heard a quick yet soft tap, tap, tap. She whirled around and saw a medium sized lizard scuttling across the ground. She lunged, kicking up sand and small rocks. But before the Lizard could run or drop it's tail Spirit seized it's head and shook it. It died before it's tail seperated from it's body. Spirit lay down and ate it. She then walked over to the log and sniffed it. A huge beetle scurried out. Spirit sniffed it and bit into it. It was hard. Growling, Spirit grabbed it in her mouth and swallowed it. Bitter. But food was food.

[Star12]

Charlie stuck out her tongue at Billy and dismounted Mouse, quickly tacking her up and mounting her again. "There. Happy now?" She teased, smiling now. She urged Mouse forward so that she was standing beside the other tow, pulling down the brim of her Steston.

[Untamable]

Jake nodded. "Yup." He said and took off, riding quickly off. Once they neared the town towards the end of the day, Jake smiled lightly. "Exciting." He smiled as they rode in.

[Jackkdaw]

Billy tugged his Stetson down over his eyes, bouncing the reins in his left hand. He slowed Westwood to a walk as they entered the town. He peered around, glancing at the many small wooden buildings that lined the main dirt road running through the center of the town. He kept silent and sitting upright in confidence as they pressed onward.

[Star12]

Charlie did the same as the others and pulled her Steston down over her eyes. She kept her eyes down and bit her bottom lip. She let go of the reins with one hand to rub her forehead, she had a headache coming on and it was beginning to hurt. She gazed around the street, it wasn't very busy so she didn't feel uncomfortable.