Trouble On Horizion

Sitting in a cave on a hot dirty day an outlaw hide away. They laughed and carried on about the bounty they taken away. Watching the horizon so carefully as to be not taken away. Polishing and loading they preparing for another raiding. Jumping on their steeds and riding ahead to some town down the road. Bandanas over their face as they arrived guns a blazing loud. They take their plunder and ride away back to their hideaway. On their heels they hear horses coming hard. The law men and posse in tow galloping hard to their dismay Pistol's firing loud as they surround. One down the two as the guns a blaze.