Scrys eyes went wide as a gun shot went off making him squeek in frght and poof into small budah like statue. The mans hat fell to the ground in front of him and he couldn't figure out why the man had shot at him. Had he done something to offend him? He didn't know and at the moment was sccared for his life so as a statue he ran suprisingly fast in between the mans legs and down the street yelling, "I'm sorry!!" Then *Poof* he was himself again and knew he was a large target so he jumped over a railing quivering there with his tails wrapped around himself, "This hasn't started off as a good day." He said with a sigh as he calmed down and looked over to his right. The froze with his fur poofed out and his ears up straight. He could see the sherif's one eye looking at him from under the hat, "Heh. Heh. I'm so sorry to disturb you sheriff. I. I'll go now!" His ears went flat on his head so with that said he got up and ran accross the road and into the saloon where he hoped he was safe.<br/><br/>He took in a deep breath and let it out as he looked around the saloon. It was still early in the day so only a couple of patron were sitting about. He saw some intresting creatures, but because of his last encounter with someone new he decide to leave everyone alone. He found a nice quiet table near the bar where he sat down heavily. When the waitress came around he just ask for water and that was all for now.