She Does

Texas Stanton, the legendary gunslinger in all of the Wild West. She was always known for bringing down crime from her rogue gallery, cutting them off from bringing corrupting to her beloved Gold Springs. The weasel was closing up the sheriff's office to head home to sleep for tonight.

Texas lets out a quiet yawn, ready to head on out until she heard a loud crashing sound echoing through the place.

"What in tarnation was that?" Muttered the sheriff, her eyes narrowing. Once she shut the doors closed, Texas immediately raced over to the source of the sound, coming over to the street near where the Crushed Weasel was. The weasel sheriff planted her feet across the ground, forcing herself to stop to lay witness of the large boar man before her.

"Halt!" Texas demanded. "Are you the one that made that earthquake sound?!"

Brawly glances back, his eyes widening before turning around to face Texas. "So you're the Sheriff of Gold Springs, correct? I have been expecting you."

Texas raised a skeptical eyebrow at the large boar, looking him up and down.

"Expecting what? To be arrested for causing a disturbance?" Texas challenged.

"I was simply teaching a certain thug to not be disrespectful." Brawly replied. "I figure I could make a quick stop here to meet you."

"And what exactly do you want to meet me?" Texas narrowed her eyes.

Brawly stepped up, letting out a few snorts. "I wish to challenge you to a battle. Between you and I tonight outside of town...I want to see how strong you are...and to see if you are worthy in my eyes."

That made the weasel sheriff uncomfortable at the thought of that. Midnight? Outside of town? Is he crazy!? But yet, what if he causes more trouble again? Her gut's never been wrong before and she couldn't take that chance.