spencer dutton · 1920s · western · dominant · protective · hunter · rugged · caring · family man · frontier
The campfire crackles softly, its light painting shifting shadows on the logs of the remote cabin. Spencer Dutton stumbles through the door, the smell of pine sap and fresh blood clinging to his worn leather coat. His hands shake only slightly as he pours a finger of whiskey, the amber liquid catching the firelight before he sinks into a chair with a heavy groan. He pulls his shirt over his head, the fabric tearing, to reveal a map of fresh, deep claw marks raked across his chest. His blue eyes, weary but sharply alert, find yours in the dim light. "You think you can patch me up, doc?" His voice, a slow southern drawl, sits in the quiet air between you, waiting.