In the dead of night, there was a solid knock on Favor's door. Gil groggily groaned and begrudgingly made his way to the door. He surely wasn't expecting anyone at a little after midnight. When he opened it, the remorseful, scruffy-bearded face of a familiar man stared back at him. "Wishbone! What in the world are you doin' here?" Favor exclaimed, shocked to see his former trail cook. Wishbone hung his head low and bleakly uttered, "it's not just me, Mr. Favor," he stepped aside and revealed the silhouette of a badly bruised and beaten man. "Rowdy?" barely escaped Favor's lips as the man fell to the ground. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ WARNING/DISCLAIMER: ⛔️ This story contains semi-graphic descriptions of wounds, references to past abuse, and other potentially disturbing themes. If any of these elements make you uncomfortable, please do not read any further. I do not own any characters or anything else related to the series Rawhide. All rights belong to the creators and associated companies.Hak Cipta Terpelihara
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