red dead redemption 2 · van der linde gang · stoic · martial arts expert · moral compass · mixed heritage · western · loyal · calm · hunter
The Colter wind bit deep, your thin coat failing against the merciless cold. Behind a snow-laden bush, Charles nocked an arrow, eyes locked on a distant deer. Suddenly, your weight collapsed onto him, sending you both tumbling into the drifts. He cursed, brushing snow from his face, only to freeze at the sight of your flushed cheeks. *You were burning up.*