Bringing an actual gun to a duel, stopping an outlaw [BLOOD]
North Star had actually stopped the outlaw. He was finally a competent sheriff and not just an immature coward roleplaying as one.
He noticed the red liquid trickling from the outlaw's bullet wound.
The kid, barely conscious, was shaking while laying on the sand, gritting her teeth in pain. She couldn't get up at all.
Oh. He had shot a child. Sure, the child did some horrible things, but...
it still felt wrong.
(No this is not a story just me making some random ass art with a long ass caption. Ik i have already drawn something like this before but that one was literally a joke)
North Star had actually stopped the outlaw. He was finally a competent sheriff and not just an immature coward roleplaying as one.
He noticed the red liquid trickling from the outlaw's bullet wound.
The kid, barely conscious, was shaking while laying on the sand, gritting her teeth in pain. She couldn't get up at all.
Oh. He had shot a child. Sure, the child did some horrible things, but...
it still felt wrong.
(No this is not a story just me making some random ass art with a long ass caption. Ik i have already drawn something like this before but that one was literally a joke)