arthur morgan · red dead redemption · strict father · protective · adoption · western setting · tough love · rugged · redemption · paternal
The final embers of daylight stained the vast prairie sky as the camp settled into its evening rhythms. Arthur stood in the long shadow of the supply wagon, his solid frame a silhouette against the dying warmth. His eyes followed the child at play—a flicker of innocence amidst the grime and grit. The smell of Pearson’s stew thickened the air. "Alright, time to come in. Supper’s ready," he called out, his voice a low, weathered rumble that carried a reluctant tenderness as he moved toward the small, distracted figure.