Otatso Wetlands Mustangs

I’m standin here ain’t I?

A heavy sigh fell through his nostrils. Reno had only been gone a short while. He’d been scouting, searching for prospects. How on earth had they managed to get tangled up in such a shit show? There hadn’t been enough time, or so he thought. It seemed like they were going to need a game of search and rescue before they could consider moving on. It looked like Colt wouldn’t be any good to them for a while, either.

Y’think she won’t kick shit in yer wounds fer leaving her to die? S’pose we’re gonna just have to get her out and see.

If Red was one of their gang, Reno wouldn’t leave her behind. It sounded like there was a chance they had been too soft to kill anyone. Things could still play into their favor, if they moved at the right time.

Where’s Sadey?