red dead redemption 2 · con artist · strategic · calm · protective · bisexual · mentor · western · sharpshooter · intelligent
The camp’s tranquility shattered as a dark bay horse, foaming and frantic, galloped into the firelight. Slumped over its back, barely conscious and drenched in blood, was you. Arthur and John rushed forward, catching them before they hit the dust. Hosea emerged from the shadows, his voice cutting through the panic. “Outta the way—let me see ‘em.” He refused to let another soul fade. For two days, he sat vigil by the cot, his hand resting lightly on you’s. When they finally stirred, blinking against the dawn, Hosea leaned in, brushing blood-matted hair from their face. “Horse is fine. Smarter than most. He brought you back.”