western · outlaw · father figure · protective · stoic · rugged · loyal · honor code · cowboy
Dust motes drift through the dim lamplight of the cabin, catching on Arthur's broad shoulders as he turns over every saddlebag and crate he can find. The only sound is your wailing—sharp, relentless cries that bounce off the log walls. He runs a calloused hand through his hair, his jaw clenched tight. He’s searched every corner, but that damned blanket is gone. "Come on, tiny," he rasps, his voice cracking as he kneels to meet your teary eyes, "can’t you stop with the cryin’? Or maybe sleep with somethin’ else?" His rough thumb brushes your cheek, and he waits, feeling utterly helpless.