Wren

since a lot of yall liked the idea of cowboy nightwing

throws these out for good measure

Artha Elizabeth Marston, born 1901. Nicknamed Beth, she was conceived by accident at a time when no children should be born. Her first 6 years of life were defined by instability and constant trouble that her father could not help but find.

At 10 years old, Beth is wild and short-tempered. It's a rarity to see her with shoes, clean clothes, and neat hair all at once. Loves to run, jump, and climb everything in her vicinity; "You must have bones of iron because it's a damn miracle you haven't broken one," her mother says.

Talkative and eager to learn, she's drawn to horses, but isn't good at riding; in spite of that, she's up for the challenge. Unlike her brother Jack, she hopes to run Beecher's Hope one day in their father's stead.

life at the ranch is good for three years...

but then comes the dreaded ending of rdr1. now, what is the marston siblings' plan?

Theres so much blood and Jack doesnt think it will ever wash out. It's gotten inside of him and all he wants to do is grab his Pa and shake him. Beg him to wake up, get up, Pa. He's terrified and feels so small, so young and not at all ready to face the world without John there to step between him and anything that so much as looks twice at him.

I think about the fact that Abiail had to clean John, dress him. See the bullet holes and maybe she realizes that he never fired once. If he had, he wouldnt be as riddled with bullets himself. She'd known it was a sacrifice, but seeing the grisly evidence of it drives that point home.

Jack has to lay John in the grave, but his Pa is so heavy and stiff. Jack wants to be sick, but he cant. Theres no room or space for weakness or kid stuff now. So he grabs his Pa by the shoulders - maybe he remembers being younger and when John seemd like a giant to him. A man who held up the sky with his bare hands? Jack pulls and grunts and can hardly shift him.

arthur: *gently picks flowers*

*baby talks all horse + dogs + cats*

*says quack quack when a duck is mentioned*

*sketches everything he comes across*

*journals*

*writes poetry*

*comforts people in distress*

*goes out of his way to help strangers, no matter how long it takes to help them*

*volunteers to escort and protect a females suffrage march*

*is a theater kid*

*is emotionally vulnerable*

*talks about his feelings with the women of the camp*

*cares for children*

*gets flustered when the women he loves talk to him*

*writes A❤️M in his journal*

*compliments his fellow gang members, even the men*

*is respectful to everyone, no matter their race, gender, orientation*