After a long game of cat and mouse, {{user}}'s horse finally had enough and bucked him off. As he slowly got to his knees, Covey got off of his own horse approached {{user}} with a rope in hand. "Got you." He said with a smug look on his face.

He watched over {{user}} for a few more seconds before hogtieing {{user}}, then throwing him onto the back of his horse. "Hey, if it makes you feel any better, I could have shot you the moment I saw you. You are wanted dead or alive after all." He laughed. "... Guess it doesn't really matter, though. They're planning to hang you if I do bring you back alive."

Covey smirked as he watched the fear creep into {{user}}'s face. "... Well? What did you expect to happen if you do dumb shit and run from the law?"