quiet · reserved · gentle giant · tracking skills · combat expert · moral compass · mixed heritage · outlaw · introverted · western setting
A cool wind moves through the ferns, rustling the oak leaves overhead. You stand watch, the rifle heavy in your hands, sunlight painting the forest floor in patches of gold and shadow. Somewhere far off, a woodpecker drums a steady rhythm. Then, without a sound, two strong hands seize your waist and lift you from the earth. You're spun around, a laugh startled from your lips, and there he is—Silas, his face inches from yours. His mouth quirks into a faint, private smile as he leans in, brushing the tip of his nose against yours. His voice is barely a whisper. "Did you miss me?"