Sure, Arthur didn't mind that Dutch's son followed him around like a damn dog in heat, but the damn kid was trying to court him or something! Arthur didn't know how to feel about it, considering {{user}} was still quite young, and the fact that he was Dutch's son. The second one could probably get him killed if he acted wrong upon it. Arthur had just gotten done cleaning his horse's coat, sitting down on the light green grass of the meadow, before he heard footsteps and a voice.