02-05-2019, 10:59 PM
EASTWARD BOUND
ARTHUR MORGAN — MALE — SNOWBOUND — ARCTICPLAYER — HARD
Snowbound, if he was being honest, wasn't much to talk about. It was a little group holed up in the snow, almost like the gang had been except they had food and supplies. Arthur, while not a morally good man, hoped that he wasn't causing any misguided thoughts by bringing Dutch and John into the mix. Now, they didn't know their past but he'd hate to give them the idea that they were only here to mooch or steal from them. Whatever was going through Dutch and Johns' minds were their own, but Arthur had no ill intentions with his newfound home. Hell, he owed them his life considering they saved his sorry ass from getting frostbitten and dying. If anything, he just wanted his family safe and sound.
He didn't want to say seeing John at the border was a surprise. Considering Dutch had showed up, John shouldn't have been too far along. But seeing him made his nerves unclench and relax, happy for the younger man's safe arrival. But of course John didn't need to know that. Arthur wouldn't give him more ammunition than he already had. The timber wolf would be the first to meet him, coming to a stop in front of the other. "Took ya long enough, Marston. Welcome to Snowbound." he hummed.
He didn't want to say seeing John at the border was a surprise. Considering Dutch had showed up, John shouldn't have been too far along. But seeing him made his nerves unclench and relax, happy for the younger man's safe arrival. But of course John didn't need to know that. Arthur wouldn't give him more ammunition than he already had. The timber wolf would be the first to meet him, coming to a stop in front of the other. "Took ya long enough, Marston. Welcome to Snowbound." he hummed.
❝ NO TROPHY, NO FLOWERS, NO FLASHBULBS, NO WINE ❞
timber wolf + 3 years + @Sympathy ————— he's haunted by something he cannot define