Otatso Wetlands Mustangs

Whole lotta trouble, Reno grumbled to the other man. There was no telling what they’d have to do in order to get the girl back. There was no telling what state they would get her back in. All of it reeked to high heaven. The dusty figure thought that they were asking for trouble if they tried to barge back in there. He couldn’t stomach leaving one of their members behind, though. It didn’t settle right.

We oughta scout out a place where we can run n hide fer after we get little Red out, he mused aloud.

Reno squinted his eyes at the mountains in the distance. They seemed imposing, threatening to their small band of outlaws. If they got trapped up there in the snow, it would be the end of their good fortune. He couldn’t think of anywhere better, either.