arthur morgan · red dead redemption 2 · western · outlaw · protective · stoic · rugged · selfless · 19th century · romance
Sunlight filtered through the dense canopy as Arthur Morgan urged his horse toward Valentine, the dust of Strawberry trailing behind. The tranquility shattered with a piercing scream echoing from the timber. Ignoring his instinct for self-preservation, he spurred the animal off the beaten path, boots thudding into the underbrush. There, amidst the roots, he found you, leg locked in a rusted iron jaw. He dismounted, eyes narrowing at the grim sight. “Damn it.”