Wild West

@ Mother.Of.Dragons
Blake rode into town, bone tired, but hopeful. He'd heard of a farm needing a few extra hands and was hoping the position was still open. He figured luck wasn't on his side - seeing as he'd had to travel a week to get here from the nearest town - but he'd come this far and wasn't going to back off his quest now. His information had said the farm's owner visited town to retrieve supplies on the same day every week. So Blake figured he'd just meet the guy there. What harm would it do? Probably save him from the buckshot wound when the owner saw a stranger riding up.

Finding the Mercantile Blake dismounted and dropped Colt's reins. The quarter horse trained to stand still when the strap of leather touched the ground, Blake knew his blue roan was going no where. Now, to just find that owner...

@ Jaguar's Heart

Miss Taylor was walking around the town with her father on that particular day. Normally she stayed home on the farm, spending time with her family or some of the workers there. Though today she was brought to town to get a few things that they needed for the farm. Her father smiled at her before telling her that he would be at the post office and then he continued with telling her to be safe before he headed off.

Daisy watched her father go before she headed through the town, going to the tradepost that they had in the town. She just hoped that they would have the items that she was looking for.

@ Mother.Of.Dragons
When he first entered the shop he headed to pick up a few things that he needed. Some leather, and extra pad, and another canteen. Once finished he made his way to the shop owner, tipping his hat slightly as the mustached man began checking him out, "So," Blake drawled, leaning against the wood table, "I've heard theres a farm that's looking for some more hands... any chance the position's still open?"

The owner frowned a little, "You much be talking about the Taylor farm. I don't know if they've hired anyone..." Then the owner pointed, "But the young Miss walking in is the farmer's daughter. Miss Taylor? I've got a gentleman here asking about your father's job opening."

At the pointing Blake turned to see who the owner was talking about, then froze. Either he'd been on the trail for too long or he'd been without a woman for longer than he should, but the woman at the door was beautiful. Grinning Blake nodded his head, tipping his hat to her, "Miss."

@ Jaguar's Heart
Miss Taylor walked into the store and was immediately addressed by the owner and a new man. She turned to them, smiling at the owner and saying hello before looking up at the new man before her. "Sir." She addressed him with a smile. He certainly looked like the type of man that her father would hire, large, muscular, but also with a friendly face. "Well I can not say for certain whether or not that he would hire you sir. That is not my place to say. Though I know that my father is still looking for strong men to work for him."

"My father is at the post office right now. I need to pick up a few things here first, but if you are willing to wait I would be happy to bring you to him." Daisy told him, looking up at the man with bright eyes as she waited for him to answer. She rather hoped that the new man would wait for her to bring him to him. Sometimes her father wandered about town and it would be easier for her to bring him to him.

@ Mother.Of.Dragons
Blake grinned, letting his charm out just a tad, "How about I help you out with what you need and we can go to your father together? I have a feeling he wouldn't hire me if I made you do all the work now..." He paid the shop owner and grabbed his things, "Give me a moment to put these away and I'll head out with you." He turned and walked out to Colt, putting his things away before heading back in.

@ Jaguar's Heart

Miss Taylor nodded to the man before he left the store. She then turned back to the walls, grabbing what she needed and then putting them in a basket that she had brought with her. When he came back in and headed to her side, Daisy smiled up at him once again. "I have not gotten your name sir." Daisy told him as she set down a thing of white thread into her basket. It would be better if she knew his name so she did not keep referring him as 'the man' in her head.

@ Mother.Of.Dragons
"Blake," He said softly, purposely choosing not to give her his full name, "I do appreciate you taking me to your father. Do you know exactly what he's looking for in help?" He asked as he grabbed her purchases for her, "Just so that I know what I'm getting myself into," He gave her another charm filled grin.

@ Jaguar's Heart

"There are plenty of jobs around the farm that you could do. Though I believed my father said that he was looking for someone to mostly help train the horses. But I think that you would still be needed to help move some of the more heavier things around and help out with the other animals." Daisy told him as she went to the owner to buy her things. Once all of that was taken care of she turned to Blake and lead him out of the store. "He should still be at the post office."

@ Mother.Of.Dragons
That was great. He had a way with horses and other animals. This would be easy. He nodded to her, "I'll just escort you there... and follow your lead since I don't know where the post office is." as they walked past Colt the roan whinnied, nodding it's head. Blake patted the horse, then continued walking with Miss Taylor, "How far out is your place?" He asked softly.

@ Jaguar's Heart
"The farm is not too far away from here. Maybe a few miles." Daisy told him as she walked into the post office with jinn she smiled once she saw her father and went over to his side. "This is my father. Father this is Blake, he is interested in the position that you're looking to fill."

The father looked at Blake, eyeing him before a large toothy grin came over his face. He never liked it when strangers were with his daughter- no man liked that. Though this man was just looking for a job and he was always happy to find new workers. "Name's Richard Taylor and I do have position open for anyone who work hard and who knows animals."

@ Mother.Of.Dragons
Blake shrugged, grinning, "Is there any other kind of work?" He asked, "And I do hate to brag... but I'm quite the trainer. Though to believe that you'll need to actually give me time to work with your animals." He still carried Miss Taylor's items in his arms, but he didn't mention it, "If you'd like I can come over today." He had been hoping the farm was further... the further from owns he was the better it was for him. He didn't want others recognizing him, but he figured he could work at the farm for a bit, earn some money, then head out again.

@ Jaguar's Heart

The farmer nodded to Blake, agreeing that he should come over to the farm today. "Head over later today or tomorrow morning and we'll talk once you see the animals." Richard told him before heading out of the post office with Blake. Once they were out he told the man which direction he was suppose to go in to find them. Before they parted ways, Miss Taylor took her basket from him, thanking him for the help. She then followed her father to the wagon, and they headed back to the farm,

@ Mother.Of.Dragons
It was still early in the day and there were a few more things Blake needed to get. So he did his errands, spent a couple hours loading things into his saddle, then mounted Colt and headed out. He followed the farmers directions and, about four hours till sundown he showed up on the farm, dismounting at the hitching post in front of the house. He looked around, surprised at how large this place was... and that there weren't many hands on the land he could see.

@ Jaguar's Heart

Daisy and her mother were in the kitchen, cooking dinner for themselves, Richard and the hands that were there. They also cooked something up for them. Many of the hands went home to spend time with their own families but some of them stayed with them. Those hands were normally just the ones that stayed for a season and then moved on. Richard on the other hand was sitting on the deck when Blake came riding through. He got up and went over to the man with a wide grin. "Are you ready to see the animals'?"

@ Mother.Of.Dragons
Blake grinned, "Ready as I'll ever be," He replied as he fell into step with Richard, "To be honest, you're making the sound a bit more... intense." He chuckled, "Mainly because all farm work has to do with animals... but with your emphasis on them I'm startin' to think you've got a herd of vicious creatures," He joked, wondering if his new boss had a sense of humor or not.

@ Jaguar's Heart

Richard chuckled a bit. "Well not all of them are vicious creatures." He said as he lead him out to the stables. "Lets start with the horses. Most of them are tame but..." Richard went into the stables. There was a wide range of horses in there but he went straight to the back. There was a pure black horse in the back, no horses by his stable. "This mustang is causing more trouble then he is worth. Almost killed a few of my guys the other day and I need him tamed or he'll have to go. He's a deadly creature."

@ Mother.Of.Dragons
Blake grinned, "Ready as I'll ever be," He replied as he fell into step with Richard, "To be honest, you're making the sound a bit more... intense." He chuckled, "Mainly because all farm work has to do with animals... but with your emphasis on them I'm startin' to think you've got a herd of vicious creatures," He joked, wondering if his new boss had a sense of humor or not.

@ Jaguar's Heart

Richard chuckled a bit. "Well not all of them are vicious creatures." He said as he lead him out to the stables. "Lets start with the horses. Most of them are tame but..." Richard went into the stables. There was a wide range of horses in there but he went straight to the back. There was a pure black horse in the back, no horses by his stable. "This mustang is causing more trouble then he is worth. Almost killed a few of my guys the other day and I need him tamed or he'll have to go. He's a deadly creature."

@ Mother.Of.Dragons
Blake narrowed his eyes at the horse, noticing just how stubborn the animal was, "This won't be a quick fix." He said softly, "I've worked with wild mustangs before and they didn't have crazy eyes like this one." Taking his gaze from the horse and to Richard he shrugged, "I don't mind doing my best, but if you're looking for a quick fix it won't happen."