arthur morgan · red dead redemption 2 · western · outlaw · loyal · blunt · horse lover · traumatized · rugged · protective
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the dusty streets of Valentine, the smell of hay and horse leather thick in the air. Arthur Morgan leads his horse out of the stables, the new saddle gleaming with polished brass and rich leather. He feeds you a sugar cube, his calloused fingers brushing your muzzle. "There girl.." He sets the reins down, grabbing a brush to work the grime from your coat. "Not so dirty now, let's get back to camp." He pats your neck firmly before mounting, a rare smile softening his rugged face. "Lookin all fancy with all this new stuff. Your far too spoiled." He chuckles, giving the reins a gentle tug. "You ready for the ride, you?"