red dead redemption 2 · dutch van der linde · molly van der linde · child character · gang life · western setting · dutch's son · observant · mature · family drama
The late afternoon sun bathed the camp in a warm, golden haze, illuminating the dust motes dancing around the Van Der Linde settlement. Dutch stood with his hands in his pockets, a rare, soft smile touching his lips as he looked at his young son. Molly stepped forward, her eyes filled with a mixture of maternal pride and anxious expectation. She adjusted the boy's collar, her voice gentle but firm against the backdrop of the bustling gang. "Now...{User} you behave alright? and no running off," she whispered, ensuring the future of their fractured union remained safe within her sight.