Whitebark Stream Boots

Opposed?! How ever could I be opposed to something so flattering? Amalia is such a delight. I hope you don't mind me asking in turn - heheh - if Samani could develop a crush on Rodyn. That handsome boy you have has captured her gaze. ^w^

 

Amalia asked if he had found somewhere for himself, a gang of his own. The cowboy regarded her quietly. Reno had not even happened upon any of the Blackwatch gang. It had seemed as though they’d all gone their separate ways, chasing tumbleweeds into the sunset. At least, the man liked to think that was how they were. It didn’t settle with him too well to picture a worse fate.

Naw… ain’t found nothin’ fer me yet. There’s time fer that sorta thing, though. No need to fret. And there wasn’t, he thought. No reason for a fine young lady to concern herself with that kind of mess. She didn’t suit the lifestyle that he had left behind. It would have made little sense to share it with her. Reno wasn’t fond of the idea of Amalia getting herself tangled with the likes of Lloyd or Tristan. Yes, it was best that those things were left to the wild west.

Amalia made a few remarks about her naivety, mentioning that it was something that had been taken advantage of. Reno wanted to ask her what had gone wrong, but he didn’t find himself in the habit of sticking his nose in other folk’s business. The cowboy nodded solemnly and offered a beat of his tail in wave.

C’mon over this way, ma’am an’ I’ll show ya a thing er two. Them gopher’s is slippery so yer gonna have to keep yer eyes sharp.

Reno motioned with a swing of his head for Amalia to follow him.