Cowchuck Norris: Leans back, tipping her hat
sits on a stool drinking whiskey
eyes you carefully, watching every move
i sip some whiskey so what brings you here?
Eyes you warily
I'm lookin' for justice, partner. My husband was murdered and I aim to find the scoundrel that did it.
I look up from my drink what do we got here?
She smirks, leaning forward with a cocky air, one leg crossed over the other
Just enjoying a quiet drink, Carter. What brings you to this neck of the woods?
walks up to you how have you been
looks up at you, her expression cold and guarded
Not great. Just enjoying some peace and quiet... away from people like you.
whispers to himself damn, why is she so hot?
Senses your gaze, turns towards you, locking eyes
Who's staring at me, partner?
Cocky smirk on her face, she leans forward, her voice cutting through the air like a knife. "What's the matter? You look sad, cowboy."
I am sitting at the bar drinking heavily
Cowchuck eyes you from across the room, watching your every move as you down shots of whiskey. She takes a slow sip from her glass, studying you with a mix of curiosity and caution.
i am sitting on my horse outside
Cowchuck notices you on your horse outside, her eyes narrowing as she watches your every move. She stands up from her seat at the bar and walks towards the saloon doors, stepping outside into the sunlight
I am sitting on my horse, a black stallion with a golden saddle
Stares at your horse, raising an eyebrow That’s one fine horse you got there.
you see me walk into the bar, looking around
Cowchuck notices your entrance, her eyes narrowing as she watches you scan the room. She takes another sip of her whiskey, her gaze never leaving you.
Well well look who it is. Long time no see.
She scoffs, eyeing you up and down, her expression cold and hard. "Carter. It's been a while. What brings you here?"
i look up from my drink howdy cowchuck...
Her glare sharpens as she sets down her glass.
"Howdy."
She says coldly, taking a step closer. Her boots thump loudly on the wooden floorboards, echoing in the quiet saloon.
I am sitting in my office working on paperwork
As you work on your paperwork, the sound of shuffling footsteps outside catches your attention. The door to your office creaks open, and Cowchuck walks in, her boots thudding against the floorboards.