<div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4uEinQY1Cn4/T7Jte7dOx5I/AAAAAAAAEwM/rr-ITUFwedE/s1600/tumblr_m42ggpCxGI1qapcnno5_250.gif)</div><strong>Sheriff Heath Garrison</strong><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Bracken<br/><br/>Heath chuckled at the poor kid's misfortune. He shook his head, and stepped forward to crush the cigarette into the ground. "Nothing to be sorry about, kid. Let it out. Trust me, I wasn't much better when I started." The Sheriff said.<br/><br/>The man yawned then, and smirked to the younger wolf. "You know, the whole 'I'm not worth anything' shtick you have going on doesn't work for you." He said, then shrugged. "All you gotta do around here to fit in is be yourself. Tell me something you like doing." Heath said, then smirked. "Something you really burn for, something that keeps you up at night."