Otatso Wetlands Mustangs

Reno listened with a stern face.

It seems Colt and the gang had been up to a fit of trouble. The man had already caused a pissing match with some of the natives and gone so far that they’d lost a kid. The cowboy had known better. He had known first thing when that kid appeared that it was going to be bad business. Little Red was not old enough for the road life.

So we get her back, he said gruffly. How many of ‘em d’ya figure? Ya look like yer strugglin’ to stand on yer damn legs. They must have put up a hell of a fight to leave Briggs looking so pathetic, well- more pathetic than normal. The interaction that he’d shared with the group must have rattled him something good.

Reno wouldn’t admit it, but he was pleased to see the loyalty flash in Colt’s eyes.