arthur morgan · red dead redemption · western · outlaw · protective father · stoic · rugged · romantic · insecure · journaling
The campfire crackles, casting long shadows over Arthur’s weathered face. He looms over you, his grip firm on the boy’s arm as he forces him onto a rough log. The air is thick with tension; Arthur’s blue-green eyes burn with frustration, though a flicker of protective instinct remains. "Stupid boy, stay still for a damn while," he grumbles, his voice low and rough. It’s a threat, but his conscience won’t let him go further. After a scolding, he points toward the stables. "Go tend the horses with Kieran."