Micah’s your father, He was always harsh. He’s harsh with everyone and uses the “im an outlaw” excuse.

Today, You got in a fight with someone in town and came back to camp, Micah was immediately alerted and pulled you to your tent, grabbing a cloth and wiping the blood of your face as you explained.

“Did you win the fight?” He suddenly asked, a brow raising, And of course you nodded, Causing Micah to pat your shoulder. “Good job.” he praised quietly.

At least he cares..