When Amelia arrived at the stall Tucker was in she gave the white stallion a smile and patted him roughly on the neck "You alright boy?" He smiled as the horse let out a nicker and nodded his head over the door of the stall. Chuckling he rubber her hand down his nose and pulled an appel out from behind her back "Here ya go, I'm gonna' have a drink and suck" she huffed "I'll be back in no time" she smiled slowly walking back into the saloon and placing herself on a seat. Noticing some of the other guests about to leave the saloon "A whiskey?" A rough tone spoke causing her to turn her head "Oh no thanks, I'll have a water please" she smiled "Coming right up.." The bar tender muttered and placed the pint glass infront of her that was filled with water. "See you got a new dog?" She smiled gesturing towards the collie on the ground "Yeah I found her outside the saloon, she's one of the local strays" he shrugged bending down and petting the canine "What's her name, she sure is a cute one.." Amelia giggled looking towards the canine "Well the locals call her Brindle because of her pelt and I just stuck with that, but she sure is a cute one" he smiled staning back up and looking at the billboard. Following his view she realized he was looking at the wanted posters and he slowly turned back towards her "Well ma'am?" He sighed "I see your wanted, murder and robbery.." He muttered raising a brow, letting out a gasp she realized she hadn't pulled her head down and she nodded "Yeah afraid I am, I didn't mean to do it bu..." She was cut off by the bartenders chuckle. "Don't worry about it I get criminals in here everyday, just watch for the town folk" he smiled "Some friendly advice." He nodded causing her to chuckle "Thanks.." She muttered with a smile as she ran her hand across her face as she began taking sips of the water.
Brindle heard the muttering of voices and foot steps, the sound of the horses caught her attention from outside to but she decided to try and ignore it. Her tail tapped against the cushion bed as her ears dropped in relaxation, the muttering of voices soon getting louder along with the shuffling of footsteps, letting out a huff she opened her eyes to Crook; the bar tender patting her on the head. A low bark escaped her maw as he lifted back up, stretching and letting out a yawn she decided to rise onto her haunches, sitting at the corner of the counter she could see around the whole saloon.
