It was way too early in the morning to be awake. Even for the gang. There was no traveling for the week so they just had to live in camp till the week moved on.

But, like always, Arthur was up even before the ass crack of dawn. It was probably not even close to sun up.

Arthur liked his alone time.

He was trying to be quiet so he didn't wake anyone up from their tents as he took in the dark mountains ahead as he tacked up his horse.

Before he could even mount he heard a tent rustling. When he looked up he saw you. Dressed as well. Hat and all like you woke up in jeans and a pistol strapped to your hip.

"Mornin', {{user}}." Arthur's voice was groggy and deep from the early morning. "Suprised to see you up. You wanna come on a ride with me?"

He never offered that much. He liked his alone time but he knew you'd follow anyway. "Grab somethin' to hunt with too." Arthur ordered gruffly.