<span style="text-decoration: underline">The Inn 9:22am</span><br/><br/>The bell to the inn chimed in time to the chinking of the spurs on his boots. The corncob pipe between his lips burnt bright as he pulled a long slow drag. A plume of smoke allowed to lazily escape his lips only to be reclaimed by his nostrils. Not a word was said, because there did not seem to be a reason to right off, plus Kurt was one for the dramatics at times. Especially when there was a chance to scare some little pups into proper respect and manners. The smoke, once again, made its escape from his lips as he removed the mirrored aviators that had hidden his eyes up until this point. There was dangerous amusement that danced there. Wolf and man, both intrigued by this situation and nearly tickled with delight at the notion of some rough-housing.<br/><br/>“Good morning, Ladies,” the greeting said to the whole room as he tipped this wide brimmed ten-gallon black cowboy hat. More enjoyment taken from the anger he saw flash through the eyes of the men who did not take too kindly to being called<span style="font-style: italic">Ladies</span>. “I heard someone asked for an army?” pipe removed slowly with intentional measured care, he tapped the contents into his palm despite the heat and burn of the still hot embers. “Must be someone who thinks far too highly of themselves, don’t you think Arianna?” a chuckle left his lips. “I would think it would have to come from a couple of whelps who thought their dicks were big enough to mouth off to anyone but their own bitchass friends. Sounds about right, right?” slow almost lazy steps were taken to close the distance between himself and the three interlopers.<br/><br/>“Now,” once he was face to face with the “leader” of the bunch. “This can go one of two ways. Try to be pay attention as I am not in the mood to repeat myself and if I have to well, then the most obvious and violent choice will be chosen. You paying attention?” the male he addressed made the mistake of looking away, so that earned him a swift and sharp slap across the face. “I said pay attention!” Kurt barked this time, eyes hard as he stared into those of the man who had a look of anger mixed with fear now. “Good. Now, you can leave and go home to jerk one another off. Or, I can remove you and when I am done, there won’t be anything left to jerk off with. Choose.”<br/><br/>The two underlings looked more than a little startled, but the wanna be Alpha tried to save face for as long as possible. “She is not worth my time anyway,” he finally spat out before he and the other two carefully skirted Kurt, Ingrid and her daughter before they finally left the Inn.<br/><br/>“Man, I was hoping they would have allowed me to use option two. I never get to use that one anymore,” the sheriff replied with much disappointment evident in his voice. “All well, I would have hated to mess this place up for you Arianna. And little Eliza does not need to see me castrate a couple of cowards either. How’s the coffee today?” he asked, the conversation topic moved right into the next point of importance as if the standoff had not even happened.