well done!

Oh thanks, partn'r! Soooo... *wiggles* can ya lend me a hand, here?

*tickles your sides* >:3

YEEEE! *falls over* don't do none of that HA! If I get loAAAAAAAAHAHAAHAoud n' stuff, them hunters'll heeear me!

Hehe, looks like you got yourself into a bit of a fix.

Heheh, well, I ain't perfect with a lasso... Can ya help me outta this here bind, partn'r?

Oh, perhaps I could. Or perhaps I should grab you all for m'self. Not every day you see a dragon that's managed to get himself in trouble accidentally.

YEEEHAW! That means p'rtection from drag'n hunters... as long as you ain't trickin' me.

Hehe, nope, not trickin' ya. But perhaps just not letting you free any time soon. *snickers evilly*

*wriggles around* H-hey! Jest wut 'n tarnation ar' ya' plannin'?

Hehe, what do you think? *pulls out a cloth and ties it around your snout.

HEY DON'T YIFF-MMMMMMMMF! *wiggles around but is clearly enjoying* HRRRG! NNNNF! *cautiously locks tail in front of crotch with a death-grip*

Hehe, there we go. Now, let's get going. *grabs the trailing end of the lasso and starts to pull you along, heading away from town*

MMMMMMF!?!?!?! *struggles around* GHHHHHHF! HMMMMM! *loosens muzzle a bit* WHERRR ARRRR YUUU DRAGGIN' TH' DRAGGON?!

*grins* Why, to my secret hideout, of course! Where else did ya think I'd hide a dragon so he can't be spotted by those hunters? *ties the cloth on even tighter this time* Now shush. *begins to lead again*

MMMHMMM (okay) ^.-.^ *stops wriggling around so he can go to this so called "hideout"*

*smiles and leads him towards the hideout, using a cavern entrance hidden behind a waterfall*

(If you have some form of IM, would you like to use that to RP through or with notes?)

And by enjoy I mean I enjoy being tied and muzzled

well shoot. a dragon all tied up and he don it to himself. thats a funny sight

*wriggles* It ain't that funny, tho it's comfy and snug. Now help this tah'd up drag'n outta here!

Hopefully that one's good with a six-shooter or he's goin to end up feeding the buzzards. Actually, that hide's lookin more and more like prime leather material. What'ya say, care for a trip to the tanner?

*wriggles* I know a good place to get some great latex clothing! C'mon! That's what mah jacket's made of! *backs off a little*

"What the heck is La-Tex, some Texan dance troupe? Wait a beast with scales and a snout yet can speak and dressed as if it was a man ... are you some demon from the infernal lands?" He said quickly bringing a pistol to the creature's head after he finished talking.

*shakes head* NOOOO! I DRAGON! I AIN'T KILLING ANYONE, ESPECIALLY AWL TIED UP LIKE THIS! If I were really a demon, wouldn't I be able to use some kind of magic to kill you or something? LEMME OUT!*bites down on muzzle of gun* DON'T POINT THAT AT MEEE!

He pulls the gun out of the dragon's mouth and throws it. "I never was good with a gun, although those who work for me are." he goes to his horse and takes off of it a long coil of rope. "By the way, I never told you my name, it's Isaac Parker."

HUH!? WHAS THAT THERE ROPE FOR!? *rustles*

He quickly ties a small piece of that rope upon the dragon's muzzle. "It's to prevent you from startin' a grass fire. You know, I wouldn't even believed you existed until one of my men ended up killing some wackjob walkin' around in a tin can for a suit. One of my men, Hennry Heck Thomas found him stumblin through the street, talkin about how he was goin to free this land from the beast that has come to plague it. When told that there wasn't any creatures in the area, he grew angerey, called Thomas a lier, and said such tounges shouldn't be permitted to exist before attempting to pull his sword out. There is a reason they say Don't bring a knife to a gun fight and that nut ended up being shot, by Thomas, through the heart and died on the spot. Now the question is what to do with you. I can't leave you runnin around because you would most likely frighten the populace to no end, and I can't kill you since you have yet to have done anything to warrant it. How about I bring you to Fort Smith with me and you can feed on the unclaimed corpses of those who have had the death penalty carried out on them and other pieces of food?

*wriggles* HMMMMMF... *bobs head a lil and nods to your offer*

"Good, we shall be leaving for my home now." he ties the dragon to his saddle horn using that longer piece of rope. "Sorry you can't ride but with you being near the same size as the horse, it appears to be the best way possible. Good thing my quarters are close to this location." He quickly mounted his horse and started on his way. "By the way," he said while ridding, "I never caught your name."

*gets muzzle loose from rope* Ren... and if you're protectin' me, then thankya ^.-.^

"Ok, thanks for tellin me." he said and soon they reach the walls of the fort, within site of the white painted gallows and the court building. "This'll be your new home. Should be enough space for you to grow and make a home. Hopefully you shall not become troublesome and I won't regreat this" Parker then cuts the ropes binding Ken.

YAY! *hugs you* and I don't really breathe fire... only in Winter. *lives there and is happy*

"Now, what is next on the agenda?" Isaac Parker said entering the courthouse "Now I recall, I have two trials to preside over and three men are to be hanged today. Time to get back to work."

I'd disagree with ya partner. This dragon can rope just fine.