Horizon Ridge trying to act hard with your gun up

The stranger at first only had his attention, but the mention of a share in food and treasures was enough to pique his interest. He was a perfectly capable solo hunter, but why waste the energy when someone else could provide the spoils? A place to live on this Captain's ship was also enticing, if confusing. The hell was a ship?

Regardless, the man hesitated a moment, thinking, before he lurched forward and broke into a sprint, thundering towards the black-bearded stranger as if aiming to barrel right into him. At the last moment, though, he skidded to a halt before him with a snort and shower of sand. Then, like the obedient creature he was, fell into a sit. As much as he refused to admit it, Gristle was easy to persuade and command — a true trained hound, as much Wednesday's as he was anyone else's.