It's been four months and finally they are returning to the others

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*Four Months Later*

A growl escapes his chest as Victor pulls back the collar of his shirt and he turns, slapping the Felenicos hands away "Will ya stop that! I won't warn cha again!"
Victor flinches and bares his neck "I'm sorry! I just-" he bites his bottom lip "-I've never seen a Felenico without a scruff before" with that he hesitantly moves closer and sniffs at him, before quickly jumping out the way of a clawed hand and dashes behind a surprised Bessie.
At the look, he huffs and sheaths his claws "He's annoying me" he lowers his gaze at her raised eyebrow and sighs as he stands from the bed and walks over, ignoring Victors flinch, as he goes to leave the rented room but pauses as Bessie holds out a piece of paper against his chest. He glances at her in confusion before lifting it and a smile crosses his face at the words "We're going back?" He quickly skims the rest of the letter and bounces on the spot "Can we go now? I'll get Cleo and Daisy ready, we could be there by Supper!"
Bessie shakes her head with a fond smile "Arthur, I know you are excited...but please remember that the O'Driscolls are dangerous" she runs a hand through her hair "You read the Newspaper, they murdered a whole train full of people...I know Hosea and Dutch both operate against the Law, but at least they don't kill innocents"
His excitement dips at her words and he sighs "I know that and it ain't like I'm excited to head into an O'Driscoll Camp" he shrugs "I'm just excited to see Hosea and Eliza, heck I'm even looking forward to seeing Annabelle"
She chuckles at his words and at the pleading look, she nods "Fine. Lets get packed and gone"
Arthur smiles and pecks her cheek before turning tail and bolting out the room to get the horses ready.
Bessie watches him go and sighs before glancing at Victor "Are you sure you don't want to hide the fact you are a Felenico? I can shave your scruff off just like I did Arthurs and no-one will be any the wiser"
Victors face pales at the memory of Arthur tied-up and gagged to muffle his screams as the razor was scraped along his skin. He quickly shakes his head with a whimper "N-No I'd rather n-not" he quickly lifts a hand to run it through his small scruff "If it reduces someone as strong as Arthur to tears...it'll break someone as weak as me" he shrugs "Besides, I'm not ashamed of what I am and I don't want to hide myself from others" he smiles a hand gently pets him and he melts into the touch with a rich purr.
"If only Arthur could see the same as you" she sighs and glances as the door "I guess it's time to leave this little Town...I sure am going to miss it" with that she kisses Victors forehead before gesturing to their possessions scattered across the room that has been their home for the last two and a half months "Lets get a move on before Arthur decides to try and help" she chuckles at the memory of him attempting to help pack on their last move only to create more of a mess instead. She shakes her head in amusement and sighs as she starts packing.

+RDR2+

Arthur huffs in delight as he closes his eyes to enjoy the gentle breeze as Cleo slowly walks beneath him, but opens them as Bessie speaks
"Hosea mentioned a forked tree and a river bed before turning East?" She looks up from her seat behind Victor on top of Daisy "Do you know what he is referring to?"
He shrugs "Nope. But surely meself or Victor 'ere should hear them, seeing as the O'Driscoll Camp apparently has a lotta members" he sighs and rolls his shoulders "Either way, we'll be alright" he runs a hand through his hair, but frowns as he notes how long it has become "Do ya think I shoulda 'ad popped to the Barber before leaving? As I don't know if Eliza will like it this long?"
Bessie rolls her eyes with a fond smile "I think she will have more on her mind than the length of your hair" at his questioning glance, she smirks "I'm saying nothing, it's her choice to share and I will not be taking the chance away for her to tell you herself"
"Aww! Come on Bessie! Cha can't leave me worrin' like this!"
She just chuckles and shakes her head "I will not speak, all I will say is that it will be good news" with that she reaches over and pats his arm "So, there is no need to worry about the length of your hair" she playfully narrows her eyes "Now, your beard on the other hand is a completely different matter"
Arthur grumbles and reaches up to run his fingers through the thick hair along his jaw "It ain't my fault it grows to quick! I get fed up of avin' to keep cuttin' it back" he turns to Victor and cocks his head to one side "How come yours don't grow as quick?"
He shrugs "It might have something to do with breeding? As my cat form of a Serval doesn't have a mane nor really a scruff. Where upon yours is a Lion which, if you don't mind me saying, has a rather beautiful thick locks of an impressive mane" a smile crosses his face as he spots the other Felenico turning pink at his words, but he suddenly pulls back on the reins as he hears unknown voices. He nervously clears his throat "Arthur? T-There's three men up ahead hiding in the bush"
Bessie glances up the silent path "Well, there is the forked tree Hosea mentioned and I can hear the river...so we must be close?"
Arthur straightens and cocks his gun as he nudges Cleo in front of Daisy and the others before raising his voice "I know you are there, you best come out before I start shooting!" At the silence that meets his words, he narrows his eyes "I know yous there, we have a Felenico here that I'll happily send in to flush you out" he turns to Victor and huffs at the confused look he receives "Well go on, let out a growl 'nd let them know you is dangerous"
A grimace crosses his face "I-I...well, I would rather not" he flinches at the look and closes his eyes while whispering "Well, here I go" with that he straightens and takes a deep breath before curling his lip "Grrrr"
Silence echo's through the clearing before the sound of a snickering in the bush, followed by the sound of a stinging slap.
A man steps out of the bush and glances between the two horses, his eyes pausing on the sight of the drawn gun "What are you doin' here, friend? This here is O'Driscoll territory"
Arthur smirks "Well then, we're in the right place then" at the frown, he shrugs and leans over the saddle horn, patting Cleo's neck as he nods to the man "Dutch 'nd Noel are expecting us"
At his words the other two men step out of cover and join the first "What's your name?"
"Arthur Morgan, this here is Bessie and Victor. Hosea sent us word to join yous here ready for a big job with Noel taking point"
The men glance at each other before the first one huffs and steps forward "Hand over your weapons and follow Derek, we'll take you to Camp but if you even think of attacking...I'll shoot you dead"
He smirks while holding out his Cattleman and Hunting Knife, hiding his chuckle as the man sidesteps Cleo as she goes to bite "I'll be wanting 'em back, minds you" he turns to Bessie "You alright?"
She nods and leads Daisy behind Cleo as they fall in line "I'm fine, Victor on the other hand isn't"
The Felenico in question trembles and presses closer to Bessie as he avoids the eyes of the armed Strangers. A whimper escapes his chest as one of the men touches his leg
"This your 'big scary' Felenico? Seems more like a pussy cat"
Arthur slits his eyes and stops before turning to the man "I would thank yous kindly, ta not touch what ain't yours...unless you ain't wanting ta be breathin' much longer, as no doubt you heard 'bout what I did ta the last man you touch want ain't his?"
Derek cringes and cocks his gun, grabbing everyone's attention as he gestures towards a break in the trees "Just through here and you'll be in Camp" he steps up to his companion who removes his hand from the trembling Felenico and lowers his voice "Malcom, I'd take his threat seriously if I was you. Noel got me and a few others to head out to find out about his History, besides the man he is on about touched his woman and from what Colm said...he gutted him before tearing out his throat with his teeth"
Malcom frowns as he watches Arthur dismount and help the other two down "So...he's a Felenico?"
"Nope. That makes it worse, from what we've found out he was a Feral Street Kid that Dutch bloke took in and taught to shoot. However he tends to revert back to his roots and kills with his bare hands and teeth!" He shivers "You ever heard of what happened to the Razor Gang?"
He frowns "Didn't they shop their Leader to the Law before getting wiped out by a Feral Animal?"
Derek turns and gestures towards Arthur "That is Lyle Morgan's Son, he got taken by the Gang after they killed his Mother and sold out his Father. He killed them all in revenge of the betrayal...heck they call him 'The Butcher' and for good reason, he was found by the Law caked in blood of the men he had murdered" he shrugs "Rumor is that the Sheriff decided that due to what happened to his Family and the fact he was a youngster, he gave him a pardon and let him live on the Streets with the promise that he weren't to kill no-one"
Malcom scoffs "Well he defo broke the promise so why ain't there a Bounty on him?"
He shrugs "The Sheriff was killed and so there is no-one left to make him accountable. Either way, I wouldn't be making an enemy of him if I was you" with that he jogs up into Camp to inform the O'Driscoll Brothers of the new arrivals