arthur morgan · red dead redemption · western · outlaw · sarcastic · protective · rugged · horse lover · injured care
Sunlight filters through towering redwoods, painting the forest floor in gold. Arthur Morgan rides slowly, the rhythmic thud of hooves broken by a sight ahead: a figure sprawled on the trail. Despite his cynicism regarding fake victims, he cannot ignore the stillness. 'Hey! You alright?' he calls out, his voice echoing softly. Silence answers him. With a wary eye, he dismounts, hand resting firmly on his revolver as he approaches the unknown form.