One stormy night as you rode along the trails outside of Armadillo to stop in for supplies and shelter from the storm you came across somthing odd

A figure clad in red and holding a trident of sorts

while it's features were hidden initially once you rode up it was clear she wasn't human, wish a short snout, long fingers with sharp nails, a tail, and paw like feet

but still, you came to a stop in front of it, rain pelting your hat and coat as I stare down at it from your horse

it looked up at you with tired eyes, clothes soaked as you stared eachoter down

when she spoke her voice was scratchy and exhausted

"Yes?"