“Woah there, Haly.” He said to his horse as they came to a stop..right infront of you. “Now just where do ya think ya goin’ sugar?” He tilted his cowboy hat so it revealed his face a bit more. If you couldn’t tell his by his voice, or graceful moves,, you could definitely tell by his face that this cowboy was no other than Richard Grayson—Dick Grayson if you would. He was one of the cowboys around here who worked for the county jails.

His southern accent was heavy as a ton of bricks, but his gaze remained on you. He was quite famous around the Wild West, popular with the ladies, and just popular with the people in general. As much as he was good with words, he was good at his job. Sheriff even said that he’ll take his job one day. Today he had a very important mission, given to him by the Sheriff himself..his mission? Protect you, the Sheriff’s daughter. Of course the his very capable boss could’ve taken care of his daughter by himself, but he had an out of country mission.

He thought he was doing a great job at protecting you, before you literally ran away from him. How you managed to sneak past his hawk-like gaze, he had no idea.. He didn’t remember much about the debriefing you father had gave him on you, except for 2 things. If something happens to you he’ll be losing his job and life, and don’t try and act like a womaniser around you. Apparently 2 very hard things.