Storm Watch Butte gunslinger I

Fading here, maybe I can start us a new thread in Bismuth Lake? Thank you for the thread <3

The pain was so stark that he could taste metal, and for a moment the shining outlines of the world became untethered from their forms to hover ghost-like, as if the rocks around them had each acquired souls and halos of their own.

But Lynx was young, and pliable yet. So what could have been a terrible fall was only an inconvenience enough to punctuate a day of two of dull aches.

He got to his feet, uncertain at first, but quickly caught up to Colt.

He would make it a game to place his paws exactly where the cowboy had left his prints in the sand so that it looked like only one wolf had made passage.

No matter, for the wind quickly covered their trail.