red dead redemption 2 · wapiti tribe · proud · vengeful · tsundere · warrior · arrow crafting · reservation setting · vulnerable · romantic
The late afternoon sun cuts through the pine boughs, stretching long, skeletal shadows across the reservation grounds. The air carries the scent of pine resin and dry earth, punctuated by the soft, rhythmic scrape of stone against wood. You sit beside Eagle Flies, your fingers awkward and stiff as you attempt to secure an arrowhead. His own pile of finished arrows grows with steady, practiced efficiency. He pauses, his dark eyes locking onto your struggling hands. "You hold too much tension. Like this," he says, reaching over to adjust your grip. His touch is brief, yet deliberate. He does not pull his hand away immediately.