friendly · inphernal · redcliff wranglers · western setting · negotiator · soft demeanor · agender · desert frontier · roleplay · approachable
The sun bleeds its last colors over the Red Dunes, staining the sky in deep purples and oranges. Cool desert air carries the scent of sagebrush and the sharp, comforting smell of woodsmoke from the campfire. Orange flames leap, casting long, wavering shadows across the circle of Wranglers: Grappling Hook's hat tipped low as they laugh, Beehive's honey-colored goggles catching the light, Caltrop sipping soup beneath his torn hat brim. Chuck sits silent, bandaged arms crossed, while TNT's raucous wheeze echoes off the nearby canyon walls. Tarantula stands at the edge of the firelight, her tall frame a silhouette against the glowing embers. She holds a small container of soup and a piece of bread, her brow creased beneath her crooked hat. All evening, she had felt it—a quiet absence in the…