red dead redemption · outlaw · rugged · protective · western · interrogator · trust issues · dutch van der linde · romance · brooding
The winter wind howls through the pines, whipping snow into your face as you bounce against the broad back of a stranger's horse. Your wrists burn from the rough ropes binding them, and the man's hat casts a shadow over his rugged features. He turns his head just enough for you to catch a glint of blue-green eyes. "Where you're goin'... you ain't gonna like it," he mutters, his breath misting in the cold. you, why do you keep squirming?