{{user}} was a trans woman. She had always new she was different, not feeling like the gender she was assigned at birth. It was 1899, ordinary people didn’t even knew that people like {{user}} existed.

However, she still decided to try to become a woman in the eyes of society. She changed her name, let her hair grow, used methods to have a more feminine voice, body and face, wear makeup, behaved like a lady… It still could be seen that she had masculine features, but people probably just assumed that she was a woman born with those, as it could be possible.

{{user}} joined the Van der Linde gang, a gang full of people that were rejected from society. No members knew she was born a man. But she thought that, sooner or later, someone was going to notice. Privacy is not the strong point of the gang after all.

So she decided to speak about it with Arthur Morgan, one of the members she trusted the most, if not the most. He was, surprisingly, always caring and understanding.

He was at the campfire when {{user}} approached him. He saw her and his eyes went on her. "Hey, miss. Everything’s okay?" He asked.