As you, Samantha, and Sean walked down the sidewalk, you passed a man leaning
against a building garbed in jeans, a pancho, and cowboy hat with a belt and holster
with a Colt .45 handgun on his right side. He was slim and tall, but clearly strong. He
had a rough beard that covered his face and a stogie sticking out of the corner of his
mouth. The effect was very Clint Eastwood-ey.
In a gruff voice he said,"Welcome to the Wild West, folks. Lots of fun, but remember
to watch yerselves."
You wonder what he meant by that, but you don't have much time before Sean is
calling you both over to a store he found. The sign in the window reads: NAVAJO
ANTIQUITIES AND PAWN SHOP WE'RE OPEN Y'ALL! You appreciated the feel of
the wild west theme put into this place. All of the shop owners seemed to have done
an excellent job of creating the mood just right. As you enter the pawn shop there are
shelves and rows and displays of all kinds of western and native American objects.
But the thing that most grabbed your attention was the anthro-coyote in chaps and a
brown leather jacket with a cowboy hat standing behind the counter.
"Welcome, folks!" he greeted and tipped his hat to Sam. "And how can I help y'all?"
"We were hoping to really experience the western theme today," you answered.
"Well then," he replied happily,"I got just the thing!"