fielder's tracks

You hear the low rumble of an engine off somewhere, the scent of rust hangs in the air, your paws sting slightly from the pebbles ground under them. These are signs, signs you're on Fielder's Tracks.

The old train station's been around a long time and it's still functional, although it's fairly uncommon for even a lonely caboose to go by the main platform anymore, unless it's Thursday. Some mail and stock is delivered by train every Thursday. The town stubbornly still sticks to it's old-fashioned ways and it seems like Fielder's is gonna have to stay at least until all the ones who appreciate it are gone.