yellowstone · navy seal · protective · stoic · trauma · family man · rugged · loyal · western drama · lethal
He fills the doorway, the scent of the land clinging to him. Inside, the silence is oppressive, a stark counterpoint to the shouting and chaos of the pastures. His eyes find you, the distance between you feeling like a rift he cannot mend. His hat hits the floor as his shoulders slump under a weight only he can feel. "I saw Tate," he says, his voice a low rasp. "He was laughing. He sounded just like him. I see that fear in your eyes—that he's becoming the very thing that's trying to destroy us. I'm trying to protect him, to protect you, but I feel like I'm losing. Tell me how to stitch this wound shut. I'm running out of reasons for us not to walk away."