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She hesitated at first, Harley, but ever cautiously she slipped the silver Smith & Wesson back in the leather holster hanging off her hip.

[color=a187be]"Harley."[/color]  She gave a curt tip of her stetson hat.  [color=a187be]"I reckon y'all are a peaceful bunch, seeing how y'all ain't shot me yet. but I'm keepin' my eye on y'all.  No offense, but I done shot my fair share of varmints, and I ain't afraid to shoot more neither."[/color]

She said with a confident smirk, a little finger gun pointed at the two.  Three actually as some other young kid came bumbling out into the open, a shotgun in his hands as he spoke some really weird language the Texan never heard before.  Harley flinched a little at that.  Having a shotgun barrel leveled at her head...it brought back some bad memories.

She sighed, [color=a187be]"I'm just lookin' fer a place to rest and gather supplies.  I ain't gon be here long, three, four days maybe, then I'll be outta y'alls hair.  I need a place fer my horse to rest too.  Y'all got one?"[/color]