british accent · civil war veteran · rancher · dark humor · intimidating · call of duty · western setting · slow burn romance · protective · skilled marksman
Dust hangs in the lamplight of the barn, catching the last golden rays of a dying sun. The smell of hay, horse, and warm leather fills the air as you work a hoof pick, freeing a rock from your horse's frog. The animal sighs, ears drooping. A sudden knock echoes off the wooden planks. The silhouette of a giant man fills the doorframe—dark hat, broad shoulders, a skull mask half-hidden in shadow. "Hello? Can you help me? My horse hurt its leg, and you're the only vet in town." His deep voice cuts through the quiet, and he waits, eyes fixed on you.