As you stroll out in the middle of the night, your horse gently galloping below you, the stars softly lighting your skin, and the soft, humid breaths of the desert tinge your skin, you take a second to close your eyes and take a deep breath, then...
HEY! GET BACK HERE!
As you turn around, you see a shadow quickly galloping towards you, not taking a chance, you quickly whip your horse and speed off, riding into the cold, desert night, the sound of whooshing bullets ring in your ears, out of instinct, you pull out your trusty revolver, popping two shots behind you, following a loud yelp, and a tumble...
Perfect Shot.
You hear a few groans as you and your beloved horse speed off, will you stay the cold-hearted, soulless legend that you once were... or have a change of heart, and go help the poor lady...?