11-05-2008, 01:57 PM
Keeping to himself, he loaded his sack with dried meats and cheese, stuff that would last a while without proper storage. After procuring a new canteen and a small kris, he walked back up to the hooded figure, standing silently next to the person. He couldn't help but notice an odd...feeling he got around the person, but he shrugged it off, and waited for his friend to get ready.
The last mutt standing.
The one and only, Cowboy from Hell.
******
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I reach the other side,
I can show him what it feels like to die.
I can show him what it feels like to die.
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I'm cast out of the skies,
I can shoot the Devil right between the eyes.