Sadie Byrne~
She saw the girl, cautiously approaching, her gun in hand. Sadie quickly lay her stomach flat on the ground, threw her hat down beside her, and pulled her hair back into a harsh bun. She knew that when she had it pulled back so tight, she looked much older than her time. But the girl was not staring at her, but at Comanche. Comanche saw her, his eyes surveying her every move. And slowy, as she crept closer, Comanche's head raised.
Then he bolted. He began bucking and rearing, throwing his head high. He was kicking his heels with joy as he galloped circles around her. But Sadie put on a mask of fear, and rose herself from the grass. She still hadn't loaded her gun, so she rose with her hands over her head. She let fake tears stream down her place. Please don't recognize me, please don't recognize me! Sadie prayed as the girl's hand fumbled with her gun. "Please... d-don't hurt me!" Sadie broke down into tears, hoping this fake act would fool the girl. Comanche had stopped running, and was now snuffling her hat that lay in the hay. Her hat....
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That's all i've got, folks.
~Rei
