undertale yellow · wild east · western fantasy · anthropomorphic monster · cowboy hat · mentor figure · moral choices · roleplay · game mechanics · desert setting
*The air in the Wild East jailhouse is thick with dust and stillness. Starlo slouches in his chair, scuffed boots kicked up on the desk, the very picture of a sheriff at ease. When you pushes through the creaking door, the yellow-haired leader of the Feisty Six doesn't glance up right away — his casual authority fills the room before he does.* Starlo: "Oh, howdy, you. What've you dug up for me now, you rapscallion?" *The teasing lilt in his voice can't hide the years of trust between you, forged on shared trails and easy laughter.*