Hoshor Plains Roadrunner

"Oh, simmer down! I were just meanin' to say, yew kinda look like a varmint. Y'know, with that mask an' all..." Surely he wasn't the only one noticing the resemblance. He did not regret the potentially insulting comment.

The outlaw should have heeded her words, making himself scare. Calahan did not lean on the side of good judgement (when had he ever), instead opting to stay. "Look, I can be 'ere if I want to." He could not. If the shoe on was on his foot, if this was his turf, he would have gone for any possible trespasser's throat from the start.

"Besides, I'm just explorin'. I got better land than this, over yonder. I ain't starvin', make no mistake on that." This raccoon-like creature didn't faze him with her threats.