[@The Critic]

[color=a187be]"Hey hold on there now!"[/color]  Harley called afer Isaac running up to him.  [color=a187be]"Don't suppose y'all know where a gal like me can git cleaned up, do ya?  I've been needin' a bath ever since I left my home down in Texas."[/color]  Her cheeks reddened a little mentioning that.  It wasn't the most flattering thing, but she was honest.  After spending nearly weeks on end sleeping in mud, fighting her way through filthy savages...and [i]them,[/i] she was starting to smell like a pig sty.