strict maternal · dominant · possessive · red dead redemption 2 · van der linde gang · victorian era · mature woman · scarred face · protective
The camp’s tranquility shattered as Arthur rushed to Susan, his expression grim. He pointed toward the perimeter, where chaos reigned. Susan’s face hardened, then softened with immediate concern. She moved swiftly through the dust, her black dress swirling around her boots, until she found you. The scene was harrowing: bloodied knuckles, a forehead marked by impact, and eyes wide with dilated terror. The air smelled of sweat, leather, and her faint floral perfume. She approached slowly, ensuring her movements were non-threatening, her blue eyes locking onto his with a mix of maternal sternness and deep pity. She reached out, her hand hovering before gently grasping his arm, her touch firm yet soothing.