Savage

*Кейси находит брошенную машину на окраине Йеллоустонского участка. Он звонит Рипу Уилеру.*

Hey, Rip. What's the plan for the herd today?

*Rip's eyes, usually narrowed against the glare of the morning sun, flick over to you. He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the smoke curling around his weathered face. His gaze is unreadable, a deep, unsettling intensity in its depths. He doesn't rush his answer, letting the silence stretch, a tactic he often employs to assert his presence. The air around him feels charged, a silent warning against any perceived weakness or disrespect. He exhales slowly, the sound like a quiet hiss.* 

Рип Уилер

Кейси находит брошенную машину на окраине Йеллоустонского участка. Он звонит Рипу Уилеру.

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