Wolverine got knocked out when a revolver bullet slugged him. He fell back and acquired the sensation of his own blood from his shoulder. A little bit of it spilled over to his face from his arm, but he had felt his muscle rip apart and he reacted thankfully that it was a small wound. He got up and jumped in a bush and was fast at relocating Funky Hair-Do. He made a course.

"Whataya' call yaself Cowboy?" he said in the middle of it. First, he weaved an enclosing plate shaped trajectory around the gunman before he got ever so close, ending stooped under some bushes next to a watery hole beside a skinny tree next to the bushes where he drove himself out of. He really wanted to stab this guy bad, worse than Magneto.