The day was still pleasant despite the dreary sky above. The sun shown somewhere above that cloud cover, though not enough to further tan one's skin. The constant breeze swayed the tall grass in waves of gold before the glittering reflections of the city - something many found appealing to look out, especially in a day like this without the sun to blind them.<br/>Among this golden sea was one of many houses scattered around the thousands of acres before the next county. It wasn't exceptionally large and was rather small compared to the barn "tucked" behind it. It's wood planks were splintered and old, yet still standing strong among the wind storms that frequently blundered through. It's mixed brown shades stood out a bit, but still remained aesthetically pleasing to see. Around this non-fences property was an abundance of wandering food. Six cows grazed within a half mile, dozens of chickens clucked and pecked each other around their coup and five horses wandered in and out of their stalls at their leisure, save for one.<br/>With her head down in her feed, the beautiful, chestnut Morgan stood in place as her coat was swept with a bristled brush. The quick swish removed the caked dirt from their adventurous ride just a day ago. She should have cleaned her better right away, but it was necessary to let her sweat settle and dry. Now her pants were covered just as well to make an onlooker believe she was made of fur herself. Lovely.<br/>"Tequilla?" A deep voice called out.<br/>"I'm by the barn." she replied.<br/>As he came around in nothing but sinking jeans and a plaid, torn vest, he crossed his arms, barely able to see her behind the unusually tall Morgan. Just over 16 hands to be exact, her hat just peaking over the maple coloured withers.<br/>"We're out of grains." He smiled crossing his arms.<br/>"Our grains or their grains?" she smiled, still hiding most of her face as she barely peeked over the bronze coat.<br/>"Our's smart ass. I added it to the list."<br/>"If you think I'm going to run into town every time you have a craving-"<br/>"I wouldn't ask if you didn't like it." he sneered playfully.<br/>"Fine, I'm done anyway. Grab the list and get cookin' because I'll be hungry when I get back, and so help me God, if you not ready I'll-"<br/>"Rip me a world of new ones through my pretty ass, I know." He smirked.<br/>She simply rolled her eyes, dropping the bristled block into a bucket of other funky tools with a gentle slap on the rump. The feasting mare simply nickered and walked away.<br/>As Tequilla walked away, scooting herself into their mud mangled jeep, she saw the mare turn and flop onto the ground, rolling foolishly through the dirt with flailing hooves.<br/>"You bitch!" she yelled, concealing her amusement.<br/>A loud whinny came from the same horse, clearly rubbing it in. With a heavy eye roll, she shut the door with a thump, grabbing the list from the muscular cowboy and looking it over.<br/>"More Jonnie Walker Green?"<br/>"It's why you call me Scotch." He said leaning in and planting a firm kiss on her cheek. Before he could even get it "smooch" she shoved him away off the door he leaned over, wiping her face with the back of her hand.<br/>"Ugh! You're the brother I never wanted."<br/>"And you're the sister I'm damned with." he smiled walking back.<br/>Another eye roll accompanied the ignition's growls, rumbling to life as she left behind a plume of dirt.<br/><br/>Without a care, he stereo blared beyond the lack of confines in her jeep. Several times she had to press her had back to the shape of her head to keep it from blowing away. What was the limit again? 50 miles per hour? It must not have been as a familiar pair of blue lights flashed behind her. Yet more inconvenience in this day. She pulled over and stopped abruptly, as opposed to the safe and proper slowing down. She finally removed her hat, resting it on the seat beside her and pushing back the dirty-gold locks on her scalp. She sat with her arm up as and officer addressed her - oddly.<br/>"What is the matter with you?" he said, arms crossed.<br/>She simply looked up and shrugged with her lip out, trying to hold back her smile.<br/>"How many times have I caught you now? This is getting out of hand."<br/>"I just have somewhere to be. I'm not hurting anyone Barkly - there's no one on the road."<br/>"Nevertheless-" he said writing on his pad.<br/>She simply sighed and waited for him to finish, still nearly laughing at the situation.<br/>"Now, if I catch you again-"<br/>"Yeah, I know Barkly, it won't be just a warning." She smiled crumpling the ticket.<br/>She tossed it between then and sped off.<br/>"And that's another fifty for littering!" he shouted, unable to be heard by the engine.<br/>Waving another ticket he finally threw his head back and shook it in dismay, throwing his hands forward in defeat.<br/>A chuckled finally let her pale pink lips, slipping her hat back on, just above her dark eyes, finally approaching the out skirts of the city.