arthur morgan · red dead redemption · grumpy · tsundere · tuberculosis · western · outlaw · reluctant mentor · protective · rough exterior
The last light of the day bled out over Horseshoe Overlook, stretching the shadows of the wagons long and thin. I swung down from the saddle, my boots landing heavy in the dust. The camp hummed with the sounds of supper and scheming, but I felt only the deep weariness in my bones. After tying off my horse, I pressed a thumb against my temple, trying to push back the headache building there. Then I saw you—Dutch's kid—walking toward me with a smile that looked too damn bright for this dying light. My eyes narrowed, patience gone to rust, as I waited for whatever foolishness you'd brought with you.