08-01-2011, 05:01 AM
It seemed like a normal day in California, more specifically Revallt; a fairly-sized town prospering over it's bolstering community and it's ever-expanding commercialism. The heatwave sapped away slowly at the vitality of it's citizens, and bore deeply into their backs. They went about their normal way in the small society they lived in; selling, buying, and working the land. Out of all the constructions, the train station was the centerpiece of Revallt, it's largest building - and it's main source of goods and income. Businessmen awaited eagerly for the cargo train from a neighbouring town, which was due to arrive in the next hour.
However, the train had run into complications and was an hour behind it's estimated time. Of all things, a cargo train carried with it a mass of wealth, and as such it was a liable target for those seeking to thieve it of it's precious contents. Two in particular had already caught their eyes on it, and were planning to intercept it. On the rocky hillside alongside the railway track, two horses conveniently awaited as the train made it's slow, noisy path to it's destination.
Clad in a murky-brown leather duster and a leather stetson hat of the same fashion, the rider on the left was going impatient. What was unusual about this rider was the three blue spikes and the green fins that protruded out from the middle of the hat, accompanied by two blue ears along the sides. Alongside that, the rider possessed both a muzzle and a tail. The evident female rider rustled the horse for a moment before turning to her companion. "So, this is the cargo train heading to old Revallt?"
However, the train had run into complications and was an hour behind it's estimated time. Of all things, a cargo train carried with it a mass of wealth, and as such it was a liable target for those seeking to thieve it of it's precious contents. Two in particular had already caught their eyes on it, and were planning to intercept it. On the rocky hillside alongside the railway track, two horses conveniently awaited as the train made it's slow, noisy path to it's destination.
Clad in a murky-brown leather duster and a leather stetson hat of the same fashion, the rider on the left was going impatient. What was unusual about this rider was the three blue spikes and the green fins that protruded out from the middle of the hat, accompanied by two blue ears along the sides. Alongside that, the rider possessed both a muzzle and a tail. The evident female rider rustled the horse for a moment before turning to her companion. "So, this is the cargo train heading to old Revallt?"
