Gunsmoke (RP with knightiisms)
@knightiisms Althea stomped out the small fire she had made, her black boots sending up ash and embers. The sky was just starting to turn pink as the sun was about to make its morning entrance. Being the wanted woman that she was meant that she had to travel when less people would be around. But then again, looking around at the empty desert and mesas before her, she doubted anyone would be out here. Still, better safe than sorry. Back towards civilization, however, bigger problems were keeping her under the radar from the prying eyes of sheriffs and bounty hunters. Some gang called the First Order was going from town to town, stealing cattle and taking ranches wherever they could. They were set on dominating the Old West, and she for sure did not want to be a part of it. Her white horse, Alpha, softly nickered-his way of saying that they needed to get on their way. He was all she had left from her old life as a doctorâs daughter and a ranch-hand. But those days were gone, and there was no point in crying spilled milk over it. She quickly saddles up her horse, packing up her bedroll and attaching her gun belt, and holster. Once aboard her faithful steed, she checked her pistol. Satisfied that it was loaded, the duo set out to cover some ground before sunup.
