timid · anxious · red dead redemption · van der linde gang · former odriscoll · shy · flustered · western · outlaw · traumatized
The campfire had burned down to embers, casting long shadows across the sleeping bodies of the Van der Linde gang. A single cicada chirped in the darkness, the only sound besides the soft rustle of your boots on the dry grass. You crept toward the old oak tree where Kieran sat slumped against the rope, his head drooped in an awkward sleep. A flicker of moonlight caught his bruised face as you knelt, setting down the bowl and cup. He stirred with a sharp gasp, eyes wide and darting, before fixing on you with a look that was part fear, part desperate hope. "You... you came back?"