Okay so its not the real musketeers but three very brave cowboys tied up in ropes and waiting to be pole tied by their captors. While the three of them sit on their horses Rick seems to be telling a joke or something to Hank the tiger sheriff. Eternal is over on the other side of Rick whistling a catchy tune while still very much tied up on horseback.

This was a fanart pic drawn by  eternal.knot and I really cannot thank him enough. Maybe...I sense a....short story for this pic Hmmmmm...it certainly is a wonderful piece of art. There simply must be a back story to why these cowboys are tied up and riding horseback.

I promise y'all that these three characters will have a wild time in the great old Wild West^^...sometime in the near future "Rope"

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**Okay this body of words I am about to write will be from Rick's point of view. So without further ado lets dive into this pic and give y'all some explanation to why Hank, Rick and Eternal are bound with tight durable rope and siting on their horses**

Welp ah....this little troubled scenario all started back when I was fooling around with Daisy at this place called Rattlesnake Shack. After I had stolen a bunch of money from my ex-gang, took a little extra cash for myself, hiding their hefty loot inside of a potato sack, and burying it. I won't say where I buried the money but I made damn sure no one will ever find it. So anyways I was on the run, lost or stolen money has a way in turning folks into monsters. So....well I was hiding out with my lady friend Daisy. Making love to her in one of the upstairs bedrooms. Figured Armadillo would be the first place that big ugly Grizzly Bear would look along with the rest of his good for nothing goons. Little did they know I was in fact only ten miles out from Armadillo at this lonely little saloon just off the main road near the train tracks.

Long story short after Daisy and I were busy being busy with each other <3 <3 Then afterwards being busy counting all the money I have took from my "so called" gang we both heard a knock at the door. Two of us didn't think much of it and so went back to counting my money. Then sure enough that big fat stupid hairball coughing Hank barged into our room. Daisy and I were still very much butt naked so it was extremely awkward for that tiger Sheriff to be in the same room as us. A lot of colorful words of the english language were thrown back and forth....I was pissed.....Not only had my gang framed me for robbing some random ass bank but Hank of all furs believes that I'm simply up to no good again. Damn it Hank....just damn it! First you barge into my room, eyeballing my goods which are out in plain view and then you believe in some bank robbery I had nothing to do with. Welp......All I could say is I wasn't about to have Hank take me away from Daisy like this....not one bit.

Two against one. I had thought in my head as I stood up from the bed being all easy with Hank as I placed my paws behind my back. Once Hank got his rope out and began securely tying my wrists up my lady friend took Hank by surprise. She chucked my boot at his head, knocking him to his knees which allowed me to swing my ass around and blind sided him with my foot. Haha knocked that fat tiger out cold even with my paws tied behind my back I was able to perform a pretty good kick to the head.

Soon enough Daisy untied my paws and with some extra rope along with Hank's rope we dragged that sleepy tiger onto the bed and hogtied him tight. We both got dressed and made our exit pretending nothing happened back there. Hehe I had Daisy hang onto my shirt for awhile....one reason why you only see me wearing a jacket^^ And so Daisy and I parted ways. I mounted up and road outta there not even looking back. As I road my horse not really sure wear I'll be heading off to next I came across a field of daisy. I figured what the hey....Daisy's ranch ain't too far away...perhaps I'll surprise her with a bokay of her favorite flowers....welp....big mistake.

Little did I know Hank was hot on my tail after getting himself loose from his hogtied. Know idea how those ropes were tight...he must of had help. And so while at gun point I dropped the daisies and raised my arms just a little bit. Hank grunted and hopped off his pony, walked towards me with anger in his eyes and spun my ass around. He roughly grabbed my wrists and placed them firmly behind my back. I half to give some props to the old kitty cat, he sure knows how to tie a damn good knot.

And so Hank tied my fat ass up good and tight. After secular tying up my paws behind my back he tugged on the knot he was tying around my wrists. I jerked a wobbled a bit even looked down at my furry beer gut and watched it jiggle some. Man oh Man....Hank really didn't want me to get any kind of slack that knot was tight. That sheriff even tied up my torso which surprised me. I've been arrested a few times in the pass but nothing this extreme with the ropes.....Maybe cuz Hank knows me on a more personal level and was just toying around with me. As he tied up me up with more rope I felt my biceps cling to my body, arms pressed firmly due to the tightness of the rope. I spoke to Hank on this matter....as to why he's trussing me up like a pig before a roast. He didn't say much but chuckle....telling me that he wanted to make sure I wasn't getting away from him. No argument there I mean by golly! from all that tight rope I could barely move a muscle.

He led me back to my horse but before he helped me mount up he placed a gag on me. A thick bandana he had in his back pocket. Cleave gagging me with it, now...from there I was a bit worried. I quick thought raced through my mind...was this a kidnapping?....No arrest from any lawman was like this....none that I know of. I protested to him on the gag....why the gag? Was it really necessary for him to gag me. All that tiger did was roll his eyes and hoisted me up on my horse. And away we went.

Feeling rather defeated as I sat all tied up and gagged while sitting horseback. I didn't grunt a word to Hank the whole trip not one bit. I mainly kept myself entertain by looking at the clouds above Hanks head as the tiger led the way with his horse in front of mine. I also looked down at my fat plump beer belly, watching it jiggle about as I rode my horse was about as entertain as watching paint dry. After traveling like this for about an hour now, tumbleweeds rolling by and clouds of desert sand blowing in the distance up ahead from us. We came across this rat feller. Never seen him before nor a white bronco he was riding on. He was heading in the other direction of us and stopped. I was kinda glad we did that cuz I had a spot on my lower back right above my trussed up wrists. I was itching quite often back there behind my back, I did the best I could to get it with the claw on my thumb. Wasn't getting at the right spot while we were riding but now that our horses came to a holt....I can itch that itch with my claw...just only wish I was flexible enough to cut the ropes loose.

As the rat cowboy rode up closer to us from the distance I began to recognize him...just couldn't remember where though, but it's defiantly from the time I was still in with the gang. Hank yanked on my horses reigns that were tied to his saddle, getting my horse to ride up next to his. I gave Hank an angry glare as our horses stood next to each other in the middle of the desert road. Huffing into my gag and wiggling against my ropes. Hank grunted at me to quit struggling but I didn't care, he tipped his hat and said his greetings to the rat and I did the best I could say "Hi" but the gag kept me quiet.

The rat looked puzzled, he looked at me and then he looked over at Hank with a grin and said:

Eternal: Uh...Good afternoon sir..Umm....you a...lawman?

Hank: Sure am, names Hank, I'm the Sheriff from Armadillo.

Eternal: I see and so that would make him.......*points to me* yer?

Hank: Prisoner *chuckles* yes yes....this here is Rick. Say Hi Rick....oh haha thats right you uhh....got something in yer uhh...mouth there buddy hehe...

Fummff yoMfmff *rolls eyes*

Eternal: Thats what I thought.....was wondering why this big wolf feller is all tied up and gagged *riding his horse up to mine, getting a good look at me* Wait a second?.....Haven't I seen you before wolf?

Hmmmmph?...*tugs rope slightly*

Hank: He can't talk to you right now Mr. Uhh....say bub whats yer name?

Eternal: My name?....hmmmm....*looks at me and chuckles* hmhmhmh...well I think this guy knows my name don't you *taking off my gag* Rick Wild?

................*long moment of exchanging looks at each other, tails wagging, crows flying over our heads*...........

Eh....Eric?...No no no....not Eric.....whats yer name. Uh Evan...No Ethan.....No no...Uhhh ...ummm...Oh it starts with the letter E doesn't it?

Eternal: Yeah yer getting close.

Hank: Alright that enough, just tell him.

Eternal: No no no....I wanna see if this big fat pup can guess my name right. Come on wolfy whats my name? *looks at me with a smirk*

Uhmmmmmm........Eddy?

Eternal: *sighs* It's Eternal, you dimwitted K-9. I've only met you like a 100 times...can't believe you don't remember me.

Oh yeah.....*slightly moving my torso* I remember now. You were that boot legging arms dealer down in Mexico. How you been Chucklehead!? Still having lady troubles withHmMMFm MFMMFf!