Arthur had just wrapped up a job and was on his way back to Shady Bell. As he rode, he noticed something out of the corner of his eye. It looked like a little child, sitting in the middle of no where, crying.

He slowed down his horse to get a better look. Sure enough, it was a small child, all alone. Arthur dismounted and walked over to the kid.

"What'cha doing? Are you okay, little one?" He asked.