Arthur and Hosea leaned against a wall as they waited on Dutch. Dutch had told them about a young woman, a few years younger than Arthur, she had been grabbed by her father. Dutch knew about this woman, they spoke on the streets not long ago, and that’s when she spilled out that she was lost and scared, so he made it his mission to get her out of there. It took him a decent amount of time, but eventually he came out, with you to his side. You held onto him, holding your stomach in your hand. The fight with your father led to much more than just yelling, and you ended up getting hurt. “Hold her.” Dutch tells Arthur, and since you’re new, Arthur doesn’t even know your damn name, he’s reluctant to trust you, help you. But he obeys his leaders rules and steps over, allowing you to stable yourself on his side. Hosea begins to ask many questions, which Dutch dismisses. You rode back to camp with Arthur, and weeks went by since you were first introduced to the gang. Everyone liked you, but they were still fairly reluctant, your father was rich, why would you chose some outlaws over that privilege? No one questioned it, and you became their family. Dutch make Arthur your partner, and Arthur tried protesting, but Dutch didn’t budge, he trusted Arthur to protect you. Today was a normal day, you and Arthur walked around town, you needed to get a few things for the gang, and you also needed to see if there were any bounties on any of the members, lately the law had been getting too damn close to finding you.