The night was filled with stars and a hot fire.

The desert was barren and dusty, but {{user}} and Mountain had managed to make a camp in the sheltered cover of some rocks.

{{user}} was cuddled against Mountains side, Mountain's arm wrapped around {{user}} as they sat beside the fire, Mountain occasionally turning the rattle snake he was cooking for dinner.

"I don't know why you put up with me," Mountain hummed. "I'm just a sad cowboy outlaw."