Along the side of the road sat a female gryphon. She was white with black stripes, resembling that of a Zebra, she had a black beak and talons, a black mane and tail. She wore a gun holster and brown cowpony hat, strumming a guitar. On the road there were the sounds of hoofs hitting pavement. She looked over, 10 raiders were trotting along the road, wearing heavy armor and carrying an assortment of powerful guns. One spared her a sideways glance. She stopped playing her eyes widened. She turned to run and got shot in the back by a 12.7mm pistol, falling forward and landing on the floor, her hat sliding off as she slowly started to bleed out. The Raiders didn’t even bother to stop and loot her as they continued to walk.
The Griffin slowly started to push herself up, groaning in pain. Blood dripped down into her blood pool. She was panting a bit. She looked over down the road and frowned. She grabbed her hat and put it back on her head then grabbed her guitar, slinging it over her, getting some blood on it as it slid over her wound. She then grabbed her gun from behind the rock she was sitting on. She lifted up the Remington 1877, dusting it off. It was solid silver with a pearl grip. She pushed her hat down over eyes and slid the gun into her holster. She started to walk down the road after her assialents.
It took a while for her to catch up to the Raiders, she must of been laying there longer than she thought. It was getting hard to breathe and she was getting a bit dizzy, but her targets were in sight. She reached onto her 2nd holster and pulled out a cigarette carton and a lighter, she took out one of the cigarettes and put it in her mouth, lighting it. She replaced the two objects. By now one of the Raiders had noticed her, her eyes were closed as she took a pull of the cig. He turned to call to his friends as she grabbed the neck of guitar, he heard the slight strum of her talons running along the strings when she grabbed it and looked forward in time to see the instrument coming around in an arch, hitting him hard enough in the temple to knock him out and give him a concussion.
The others looked at her, standing on her rear legs, panting holding her guitar and still dripping blood. They almost didn’t believe what they saw. They were all standing in front a cave entrance to the Garden of Shadows. They all raised their guns to fire and she ran forward with a scream, swinging the guitar again into the face of another raider, who ducked in time to dodge the psudo-weapon but it still knocked the rifle out of the magical grasp of another raider, she let go of the guitar and got her talon into the strap so it swung onto her back as she grabbed her revolver.
She ducked forward and rolled along the ground, standing up in the middle of the raiders, grabbing one by the neck and squeezed while shooting another in the face. She pulled the first in front of her as the others got their minds straight and started shooting. All they hit was the body of their friend, she jumped back and mid-air bucked the body shield into the raiders, shooting the one that was rushing for the gun she knocked out of their magical grasp.
The fashion of which she landed on her back didn’t bode very well for her as some of the non-interrupted raiders took aim. She quickly rolled to the side and got to her rear legs, spinning and firing. She took out two more before getting hit by another bullet and stumbling back against the mountain. One of the raiders lifted to double-tap but she groaned and put a bloody talon on the wall and rushed forward, he put another bullet into her chest as she dropped her revolver and grabbed his gun, taking it from his levitation field and slamming it into the side of his head. She grabbed the grip with one talon and fell forward, using her free talon to keep her from falling.
She pushed herself back up, firing at the last 3 raiders, emptying her magazine in their general direction and killing them before running out. She shot the one she stole the rifle from with the last bullet. The Gryphon panted as she scooted herself back against the wall. Picking up her revolver and shooting the first raider in the head as he woke up from his introduction to her guitar. She laid back against the wall and panted, her revolver slowly slid from her grasp as she closed her eyes.