[@DriveEMOut][@Nikki Moonlight]

As soon as she heard the *shing* of a knife leaving it's sheath, Harley whirled around whipping out her revolver and leveled it on the boy and girl, a cold, hesitant glare to her amber eyes.

[color=a187be]"Drop it!"[/color]  She hollered in a thick southern drawl, clicking back the hammer, Riley letting out a frightened neigh.  [color=a187be]"I said it drop it, hear?  Don't y'all be gittin' any funny ideas!"[/color]