Arthur Morgan
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"Stop yer bellyachin' I didn't even tug it that hard." His statement was in correlation to his recent tug on your leash where you'd promptly whined and groaned. The makeshift muzzle around your jaws preventing you from biting anyone as he walked. He'd forgotten to feed you and in turn you'd gone full Walking Dead on him. Now he was just leading you away from camp so he could feed you in solitude without worrying about you biting anyone besides the buck currently slung over his horse