08-15-2011, 08:53 PM
OOC: Dood. You are using my table. Effing awesome. 
Crap post, but meh.
WC: 580
By the time Dixie heard the voice, she had Duke's reins and was pulling him down the trail again. The large chestnut stud was limping heavily, favoring his scratched up flank as if he'd been been crushed by a tree. She smiled and patted his nose gently, muttering something about him being a big baby and trying to make things seem worse than they really were. Her head snapped up and she took in the sight of the two unknown men, a growl rising up in her throat that she had to press back. Wayne walked up to her side with Gypsy and waved to the other males, giving them a slightly feral and unfriendly grin. He still wasn't too sure about the people in this place, if they would be nice and hospitable or murdering psychos. His first and top priority was to care for and protect his little Dixie-May, and he'd kill anyone who tried to hurt her.
The little female looked them over for a few moments before deciding that they were pretty harmless. She took her cloak off and draped it over Duke's neck, then walked closer. "We're alright, just a few scratches and spooks, nothin' we cain't handle." Her voice was soft and smooth with a lilting southern twang. When she got close enough, she took a deep breath of their scents and thought for a moment, deciding that she had never crossed any of their paths before, they were totally new strangers. Grinning, she stuck her hand out and grasped first the blue eyed male's, then the other, taller man's hand, shaking slowly. "I'm Dixie-May, and that big grump back there is Wayne. The horses are Duke and Gypsy...I wouldn't get to close to the beasts. They can be evil little shits."
She smiled again and wiggled her fingers back at Wayne, telling him that it was perfectly fine to get closer to the strangers. He sighed and walked up with both horses in tow, reaching out to shake both men's hands as well. "Pleasure. Where ya'll headin'?" His voice was deep and gravely, totally matching his sharp dark eyes, hidden by the cowboy hat, and his squared off Labrador resembling face. His free arm, after dropping the shakes, snaked over Dixie's shoulders and tugged her gently into his side. Protective and slightly possessive of the small woman. She knew what he was doing and just rolled her eyes at the other males before shaking her head slowly. "We ain't really seen no one 'round here yet. Ya'll are some 'a the first in this here territory." She shrugged a bit and frowned, sad for them and their missing friend, knowing how hard it was to leave a loved one behind.
Dixie turned slightly and tilted her head upwards, giving Wayne big puppy eyes and a soft whimper. He growled lightly deep in his throat and rolled his eyes, patting her shoulder, "What you want, now Little Miss May?" A smirk passed over his expression when she huffed at the nickname, it wasn't one that she particularly enjoyed. Pouting, the girl poked him in the chest and then placed her hands on her hips. "Mr. Reed and Mr. Francois get to set up camp with us tonight, whether you like it or not, Mister." Huffing again, she turned away from the large tan male's smirking grin, back towards the strangers. "Ya'll can stay with us tonight? Maybe we can travel together for a bit."
Crap post, but meh.WC: 580
By the time Dixie heard the voice, she had Duke's reins and was pulling him down the trail again. The large chestnut stud was limping heavily, favoring his scratched up flank as if he'd been been crushed by a tree. She smiled and patted his nose gently, muttering something about him being a big baby and trying to make things seem worse than they really were. Her head snapped up and she took in the sight of the two unknown men, a growl rising up in her throat that she had to press back. Wayne walked up to her side with Gypsy and waved to the other males, giving them a slightly feral and unfriendly grin. He still wasn't too sure about the people in this place, if they would be nice and hospitable or murdering psychos. His first and top priority was to care for and protect his little Dixie-May, and he'd kill anyone who tried to hurt her.
The little female looked them over for a few moments before deciding that they were pretty harmless. She took her cloak off and draped it over Duke's neck, then walked closer. "We're alright, just a few scratches and spooks, nothin' we cain't handle." Her voice was soft and smooth with a lilting southern twang. When she got close enough, she took a deep breath of their scents and thought for a moment, deciding that she had never crossed any of their paths before, they were totally new strangers. Grinning, she stuck her hand out and grasped first the blue eyed male's, then the other, taller man's hand, shaking slowly. "I'm Dixie-May, and that big grump back there is Wayne. The horses are Duke and Gypsy...I wouldn't get to close to the beasts. They can be evil little shits."
She smiled again and wiggled her fingers back at Wayne, telling him that it was perfectly fine to get closer to the strangers. He sighed and walked up with both horses in tow, reaching out to shake both men's hands as well. "Pleasure. Where ya'll headin'?" His voice was deep and gravely, totally matching his sharp dark eyes, hidden by the cowboy hat, and his squared off Labrador resembling face. His free arm, after dropping the shakes, snaked over Dixie's shoulders and tugged her gently into his side. Protective and slightly possessive of the small woman. She knew what he was doing and just rolled her eyes at the other males before shaking her head slowly. "We ain't really seen no one 'round here yet. Ya'll are some 'a the first in this here territory." She shrugged a bit and frowned, sad for them and their missing friend, knowing how hard it was to leave a loved one behind.
Dixie turned slightly and tilted her head upwards, giving Wayne big puppy eyes and a soft whimper. He growled lightly deep in his throat and rolled his eyes, patting her shoulder, "What you want, now Little Miss May?" A smirk passed over his expression when she huffed at the nickname, it wasn't one that she particularly enjoyed. Pouting, the girl poked him in the chest and then placed her hands on her hips. "Mr. Reed and Mr. Francois get to set up camp with us tonight, whether you like it or not, Mister." Huffing again, she turned away from the large tan male's smirking grin, back towards the strangers. "Ya'll can stay with us tonight? Maybe we can travel together for a bit."