Algonquin

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Algonquin was born to a small family that was traveling in the woods at the time of his birth. He was already blessed with five other siblings at the time. The only problem? He was the only boy... and it remained that way. He'll tell you that living with a bunch of girls was a hard part of growing up, but there was one good thing that came out of it. When they began experimenting with cooking, he was one of the first folks that they'd take their food to to test its taste. Of course, not everything he was given was good, or even edible, but it was fine. Mother's food was the best, and papa could always manage to hunt something that ma would make taste amazing. Those were some of his most vibrant memories, that and the times when they were in transit to some town in the middle of nowhere, but that's how the west really is. A bunch of towns scattered amidst all sorts of wilderness. He'd ride on horseback with papa while ma and the girls would remain in the wagon. They'd get out on occasion and explore... or he'd sneak out at night to look at the stars. The sky is so pretty at night, and he couldn't help but go outside.

After some time of wandering the woods, his family settled and he and pa made a cabin for themselves and the girls. It didn't take too long, and they all settled in comfortably. The girls grew up and left the house, some going after their dreams while others settled down and got married. Algonquin was the last to leave just because he was the youngest, but he left his family in the good and capable hands of his oldest sister, of whom he had built a cabin for her and her husband. He took his trusty horse and began to wander the land much like his family had done in his humble beginnings.

He wandered and wandered for some time, exploring expanses of forests and multiple towns that had sprung up. He had explored to his heart's content, and then once he had felt like he had seen enough for himself, he went to the nearest town and signed up to become a cowboy. They still got to explore the world but they got paid for doing it... and they got to mess with cattle, too!

Long story short, he fell in love with all things cattle related. He worked as a cowboy for about four years before finally deciding to settle down, buy a good amount of cattle for his own and then go off and build a cabin for himself. He currently lives about five miles outside of Darlington and owns over forty acres of land, most of which is inhabited by his cattle and his small herd of horses.

He still considers himself a cowboy, but all of his cattle are his own and he buys and sells as he pleases... course, he tends to become a little too attached to his cattle. But, hey, they're all fun and games to him, and he loves every little thing about his cattle, his horses, and this big, wide world.

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