[i]The woman's eyelids opened slowly, her gold-bronze eyes eyeing the cowboy. Her breathing was heavy and labored, and she was fighting to stay conscious. Her clothes, hair, and body were drenched in a mix of blood and sweat, which wasn't helping the crimson, second degree burns all over her skin.[/i] "... who're you...?" [i]She asked, her voice soft and barely audible over the blistering and howling winds. Her eyes closed, however she wasn't unconscious just yet.[/i]