That F**cking Yankee

Sir Mason (SFW)

You and Arthur both rode of the camp, Dutch was watching from his tent. 

Following behind Arthur you fiddled with your horse reins before Arthur moved to the side and rode beside you.

"You alright?" He asked looking at you.

"Course" You replied looking up at him. 

"What did Dutch want?" He asked.

"O-Oh. He just wanted to make sure I was going to be fine. He's just worried about my arm" You lied but kept your cool.

"And last night? He seemed very demanding" Arthur wondered.

"Oh, yeah. He's been changing my bandages when Susan is asleep and that stuff. Just making sure I'm okay" You lied again. You didn't want to hurt his feelings. 

You wanted to approach your relationship with Dutch to Arthur in a better way. You really don't want to hurt him.

...

You both rode in silence for a while until you both made it to Cumberland Falls. Admiring the scenery around you-you breathed int he fresh air.

"It's so lovely out here" You sighed happily. "Near our cabin too"

"Yeah, Mason is using it temporarily today. For his photographing" Arthur guided his horse to the side of you. "We should be there soon, I'm not sure what or who he's photographing today" 

You both rode on talking about what you guys were gonna do after spending some time with Mason. Arthur seemed in a better mood than last night but he looked sick. His eyes looked red and sunken in and he couldn't stop coughing.

Following Arthur off the trail, you laid eyes upon an averaged weighted man bent over a camera. 

"Mr. Mason" Arthur said as he walked over to the man.

"OH!- Mr. Morgan! Sorry- My nerves. I'm not quite the outdoor adventurer I thought" The man jumped from his skin before seeing it was Arthur. "How are you today?" He asked.

"I'm alright" Arthur was now standing next to Mr. Mason.

"And who's this lovely lady?" Mason spoke as he saw you dismount your horse.

"Y/n" You spoke with a smile holding your arm.

"Quite a nasty wound there" Mason spoke pointing to your arm. 

"Oh yeah" You laughed. "Got caught in a scruff with a wolf couple weeks back" 

"Ah... Well..." Mason stepped back and dropped his head. "I don't think..."

"What are you doing with a chunk of meat in the tree, Albert?" Arthur asked as he inspected a nearby tree.

"well... uh... -Wolves" Albert spoke as he looked at you then to Arthur.

Arthur laughed and looked at you. "Well... This is a situation" 

"Heh..." You grunted out and rolled your eyes.

"Well you really are trying to get yourself eaten" Arthur joked as he adjusted his hat.

"Oh I hope not" Albert mumbled as he fiddled with his camera. "I left the meat over there- Thought I'd be safe- Given the wind" He pointed to the meat that Arthur was just admiring.

"Well sure! If you manage to attract the worlds most least intelligent wolf" Arthur joked smiling at you.

"well.. I... I-" Albert looked at Arthur a little concerned.

"Weeelll- We'll stay with you a while. If anything comes, We'll protect you as needed" Arthur shot his hands up as he spoke.

"Well, you are a gentleman" Albert turned back to his camera.