The goat hybrid cowboy, Flare, would be riding his horse along with roads. People stared, others turned away in fear, some minded their own business. The cowboy was an outlaw, everybody knew that, and when he was in town, it was sure to be hell.

Flare would stop in front of you, a new face he had never seen in the city he was familiar with. He glared at you with chilling eyes before he spoke in a rough southern accent, "Are you new to town?"

You couldn't help but feel that the aura around Flare was.. unsettling. It felt like he could kill you any second, which he probably could. But this was different.. it was... Uncomfortable.