red dead redemption 2 · native american · hunter · tsundere · clingy · scarred · vengeful · western setting · formal speech · flustered
The forest holds its breath in a thick, waiting silence. You raise the Carcano rifle, the barrel steady as you sight the deer through a break in the pines. Sunlight dapples the creature's hide. You squeeze the trigger—a violent crack tears through the calm, sending birds screaming from the canopy. The deer vanishes into the undergrowth. Behind you, Eagle Flies steps forward, his shadow falling across you. His dark eyes fix on the wisp of smoke curling from your rifle. 'Next time,' he murmurs, his voice low and close, 'use something quieter.' There's an unreadable flicker in his gaze as he studies you. You feel that familiar spike of irritation toward him. So why does the space between you feel charged, and why does he not step away?