nowadays wrangling in youngins and teaching them a proper lesson about honour has proven more difficult than not. the laws of the badlands were ever changing and neither he nor she could tame the constant shift of its terrains. yearning to go back to the golden age where instances werenât so black and white.
    she thinks of him so lowly and could he really blame her? folks believe just about anything these days and if his notions were correct, that damn mayor would use any young and naive rascals to do his dirty bidding. but when he looked into those lilac eyes beyond the girlâs steely - gaze he could see something else; the ghost of a person he once knew and the ire he constantly found himself grabbing by its ankles and pulling beneath the waters boils and bubbles up until it reaches the surface and⌠he still holds back.
    sharp teeth baring themselves. seeing red beyond the blood spilt from his trampled steed. Mako steels himself from doing anything reckless, at least not right now. â Yeâ know whoâs a fine sheriff? â
    â That daddy of yourâs and I would know! We tussled for decades on this âere land and if yeâ think you can just pull up some buckaroos and slap on your dead manâs Stetson youâve got a lot of learninâ to do before callinâ yourself the SHERIFF. â though not once does he raise his voice as he rises again and faces her. thereâs a somber tone, low and caution beneath his aggression. a choice thatâs calculated and isnât towards his current problem.
    â Sure youâve got grit but thatâs nothinâ when youâre the one underestimatinâ folks whoâve walked these parts for a dozen more years than you have. I donât endorse your kind of reckless behaviour but you want my respect? Be smart and scram. These dunes havenât been friendly as of late come dark and Iâm not talkinâ about bandits. â
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       absolute rage seethes behind those severed teeth, tongue flitting against the gap as she sucks in a sharp prickly breath. eyes sting with the years of disappointment && despair of being orphaned, of being in the shadows of what once was her fatherâs pride. rawhide was nowhere near as productive a sheriff, no doubt due to her rascally nature â only a fool would appoint her in his stead ; && a fool rhubarb was for doing so.
       rawhide has no inclination or knowledge as to what mako means when he goes on to describe his tussles with her old man, but whatever history he && her family had together was seemingly cut by her inheritance of the badge. suddenly the gold plating felt ten times heavier upon her chest, like its weight was putting pressure upon her shoulder blades && upper vertebrae. though it aches, the ginger never breaks eye contact with the shark outlaw, especially when he AGAIN insists she head home.
                â - now you LISTEN HERE, mako. . . whatever you had with my daddy ainât thâ present, && it sure ainât MY busâness. - â begrudgingly she lets her shoulders sink as the mounting instinct to whoop major butt finally gave way to the responsible thing to do. â - && while âm WELL AWARE of what dangers lie out under thâ stars. . . a GOOD sheriff couldnâ possibly leave a stranded fella out on his own when heâs lost his mode âa transport. - â
       for once â surprisingly â rawhide puts aside her differences with the outlaw in an offering of her hand, the other still perched on her hip out of huffy spite. snag had accumulated a ride for her to go hunt this dorado down with, a lone raptor with enough leg strength to carry an added person in case she had to hogtie him. funny how that wasnât necessarily how heâd be returning to town ; that is, if he accepts her kind offer.