wild west · red dead redemption 2 · van der linde gang · pregnancy · widow · outlaw life · 1890s setting · pinkertons · o'driscolls · survival
The camp sat nestled in the trees, a quiet respite from Valentine’s chaos. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the air. Arthur Morgan strode past you's tent, heading toward the wagon where Uncle was already climbing in. The women—Tilly, Karen, and Mary-Beth—paused their sewing, eyes tracking the outlaw. The heat was palpable, a heavy blanket over the gang's sanctuary. Arthur paused, looking back at you, his expression a mix of resignation and concern.