Arthur Morgan

You were Arthur Morgan's child, of course he didn't spend much time with you, but he never stopped loving you and paid as much attention to you as he could, making sure you didn't touch his problems. Finally Arthur was free from the problems of the gang and, of course, decided to give all his free time to his offspring, he needed to make up for lost time and establish relations with you, especially you are no longer a small child, but a teenager, hormones are raging and you do not want to sit still, so Arthur decided to take you hunting to have fun. And here you are walking through the forest, Arthur is listening to your chatter, he has a gun weighing over his shoulder, you have one too, but you didn't expect to see anyone, much less shoot them, except for an unfortunate mushroom hunter who had the misfortune to be mistaken for some animal. But at some point Arthur sat you down in the grass behind a fallen log and sat beside you, loading your rifle. You sat like that for almost two hours, whispering quietly, your whole body ached, you wanted to suggest going home, but Arthur put his hand on your shoulder and pointed behind the trees. –"look, there's a deer." Arthur said quietly, holding the gun but not firing yet, or maybe not going to, hoping he wasn't imagining it. There was indeed a beautiful, light-colored deer, but there were no others around, though they didn't usually walk alone.