The trapper and a gang.

CH1: Old enemies, new friends

Sarah sold the skin and bear claws and had enough money to take a bath and rent a room.
Anyway, she will not go back home, the bear has destroyed almost everything inside and she never stays more than two days in one place.

She goes to the hotel and asks for a bath and a room for the night.

-Yes of course, let me register your name, Mister...

The man looks up at Sarah, he did not notice that the person standing in front of him is actually a woman.
Sarah knows that these multi-day getaways in the forest have taken away some of her charms, but you really have to be blind to not notice she's a woman.
She took off her hat and answered coldly:

- Miss Gardner.

The man was surprised and embarrassed.

- I ... excuse me, I do not ...

- Can I go take a bath now?

-Hum ... yes, of course Miss, it's at the end of the hallway on the left.

She left the counter and went to the room, she put her rifle and pistol on a table and took off her clothes.
Before entering the bathtub, she notices a mirror.
Sarah looks at herself, she tries to find something feminine in her appearance, but we must admit that she looks more like a man.

* A man with breasts. *

This image makes her laugh slightly.

She went into the bath and began to rub her head.

Hot water ... It's been a long time since she took a bath, the last time, it was in a river.

She enjoy this moment, but tomorrow everything will start again, hunt, kill, skinning, selling, sleeping in the forest ...

She sighs, but in a way, she loves this life.
She owes nothing to anyone, the only thing she would like to have is a safe place where she could rest for several days, away from the cities, far from the problems.

Far from O'Driscoll.
If she had known what would have happened, she would never have been with them. But she was alone, helpless and naive. This is no longer the case now, Sarah was only 20 years old when she joined them, now she is 26 years old and has become stronger than she had hoped. It's been 1 years since she escaped O'Driscoll, that's why she travels a lot and stays as long as possible in the forest. But sooner or later, she knows she'll see them again, and she'll be ready.

* I would kill them all ... *

/In the evening/

To change her habits, Sarah decided to go to a saloon, drink and listen to music, and watched drunken idiots fight to remind her that her life is not as messy as theirs.
She sits at the counter and orders a glass of whiskey.
She looks around her enjoying her drink, she wanted to light a cigarette but she has no matches.
A hand with a lit match approached her face, she let the man light her cigarette and thanked him with a nod.

- It's not every evening that a woman is seen drinking and smoking like a man. Exclaimed the stranger.

- But it's every night that we meet drunk idiots without an ounce of intelligence.

She turns her head towards him and looks at him from head to foot.
He's a little taller than her, blond hair, blue eyes, he's wearing a blue shirt, pants with suspenders and a hat.

- Oh, calm down, I did not say anything bad ...

- For now.

Sarah moved away from him, she does not want to be disturbed, the man looks away with a little smile and returns to his business.
A few minutes later, she drank three glasses of whiskey, she resists rather well, usually her limit is a bottle of bourbon and three beers.