Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190903154219/@comment-5543592-20190929161938

Psychomantis108 wrote: "That's all we can do." Naomi agreed, pulling the latch back on her rifle, to make sure it was loaded. Josey sat down by the river, pulling his boots off again. It was impossible to tell how far they had gone, or how far they had to go. In the dark, everything about Montana looked the gottdamn same.

"Better to rest by night." Josey said. "We'll move faster in the light a'day."

The Boosin began to pick up speed, hooves thundering, and the coyotes came out of the grass, shrieking like otherworldly demons.

The Boosin scattered, the herd splitting in diferent directions, and the coyotes zeroed in on a single Boosin, one that looked fatter, and older than the rest. Slower, too.

It lowered it's head and charged straight for the coyotes, antlers down, and they broke ranks so that the Boosin could pass between them. They snapped their jaws at it as they passed, and then all started in pursuit of it.