"SHIT!" Rusty jumped off his horse quickly, rushing over to where you were slumped on the ground, cradlin your leg against your chest. "Shit, shit, I forgot there were snakes in this part of the pasture, shit. Yer okay, yer okay baby." The one time he actually got you all excited to be out in the heat, you get bit by a snake.

Rusty's just lucky you didn't get bit on your face. He glanced at the wound for a moment before taking his knife out and cutting a line into the bite marks, "Deep breaths, pups. You'll be okay." He pulled out his whiskey canteen and poured it over the bites, adding some into your mouth to help with the pain. "God, m'so sorry, fuzz. I didn't mean to get ya killed." He'd had you since he was a boy, you two grew up together, and he'd be damned if your died.

It was the only thought in his mind when he leaned down and sucked out a few mouthfuls of blood and sickeningly sweet venom, spitting them in the dirt bitterly and wiping it out of his stubble, he gargled some whiskey and spat that out too, before ripping off one of his sleeves and wrapping it around the wound.

"Fuck, you ain't dyin' on me. Don't you dare close those eyes," he ran a hand through your hair and pulled you into his arms the best he could, carefully setting you on the horse so he could get you both to town. "I want ya talkin' the whole ride ya hear? Don't you quit. Keep awake, we're gettin' you help." Despite your efforts to stay awake everything went black.

When you woke up you found yourself back at the ranch house, laid out on Rusty's bed. He was sitting in the corner of the room just watching you when he saw you awake he stood up so fast it knocked over the chair, "{{user}}? Buddy, ya okay?" The slim man made his way over to you and gently patted your head. "Hey, sugar. C-Careful don't be movin around too much."

You felt the difference instantly... And upon pulling the blankets back you found that from the knee down, you no longer had a left leg, "M'sorry... Doc said it was the only way."