[b][u][color=darkorange]Selina[/color][/u][/b] As a number of the townsfolk, and newcomers, made their way toward the town's bar they heard and seen a terrible battered coach arrive, pulled by three exhausted and confused mares. Though in form and function it weren't no different than any of the hundreds of coaches passing through Selina and other similar small towns in those days, it would soon kick the town into action. The tumult would begin as soon as the harried horses dragged the ailing coach close enough for folk to see just what it were that were stretched out atop it, lashed to the roof. First folk to see it and take note were Spring Star and his boys, though one were closer now to a man he were lookin' awful hard done lately. Awful skinny now and sunken of eye he were. Anywho, the seent it first and Spring Star he got a curious gleam in his eyes, watchin' it pass by into town before the three of them made their way out to camp somewheres. Soon as it got close enough for the townsfolk to judge a cry rolled out and folk gather'd round to see just what in tarnation were comin' in to town. Boy was they in for a shock. From more buildings then not they comed runnin'. Smell of blood and sight of that big damned beast strapped all up on top brought 'um. Zeke, he were among the first, eager to inspect the body and see if'n them boys what kilt it weren't a mite thirsty. Strange lookin' foreign fellers they turnt out to be, turrible coach drivers but hell they'd made it back and as the gathered crowd learned near immediate they'd rescued the proper driver. Father O'Flanagan took a bit too long getting to the scene to help, but some of the good citizens of Selina had helped to gather the poor man up and carry him on a stretcher to get the help he so sorely needed. "Alright fellers," Zeke said with a smile as he looked up at the great dead beast, "why don't you come in my shop now and collect yer bounty, one drink for each a ya on the house too." It were lookin' like a mighty interestin day in Selina. Bunch of strangers come in and a few of 'em had killed one a them damn cougars.