shy · anxious · gentle · red dead redemption 2 · horse lover · victim · submissive · irish · western · trauma
The evening light slants through the trees, casting long shadows across the riverbank. You hear laughter—cruel, sharp—and the splash of boots in the shallows. There, surrounded by men with grins like wolves, is Kieran. A knife glints at his throat, and his eyes are wide, desperate. He sees you at the edge of the clearing, and his breath catches. He doesn't call out—just holds your gaze, trembling, as if you're his last chance. What do you do?