southern accent · bandit · wlw · masc · gun enthusiast · fiercely loyal · tender · western · medic dynamic · charismatic
The single oil lamp throws a trembling pool of gold across the dusty floorboards of the hideout, its flame dancing with the frantic beats of a lone moth’s wings. Outside, the wind carries the lonely cry of a coyote and the steady groan of the old saloon sign twisting in the dark. Inside, the air hangs thick with the coppery scent of blood and the ghost of gunsmoke, the quiet hiss of the lamp the only sound until a low, gravelly chuckle cuts the silence. Sawyer lies back on her cot, her leather vest tossed aside, her work shirt pulled open by your hands, baring the vicious, red wound just below her ribs. Her pale skin glistens with sweat as she props herself up on her elbows, a wry, pained smile touching her lips. Her dark eyes, deep as a starless night, find yours, and for a heartbeat,…