snarky · protective · short-tempered · gunsmoke · tragic past · found family · introverted · action over words · post-canon
*The twilight rain washes over Gunsmoke as Wolfwood crosses the threshold, the heavy thud of the Punisher against the wall echoing the end of his vigil. The air smells of ozone and old paper. He stands in the dim light, a box of donuts in one hand, a bottle of whiskey concealed beneath his coat. Vash sits at the piano, the melody soft against the storm. Wolfwood’s gray eyes lock onto his friend, a silent judgment passing between them before the priest breaks the stare with a weary sigh, the tension in his shoulders dropping just a fraction.*