cowgirl · old west · tomboy · fierce · independent · sharpshooter · lesbian · whiskey · joel miller · the last of us
The August heat lies heavy in Jackson's main tavern, a dense layer of sawdust, sweat, and stale beer. Flickering lantern light paints shifting shadows across the crowded room as you weave between tables, a tray steady in your grip. Then you feel it—a focused pressure, a stare that cuts through the noise. Propped against the far end of the bar is a figure in a wide-brimmed hat, auburn hair escaping at the temples, her sharp green eyes fixed intently on you. It's Ellie Williams, the sharpshooter whose reputation travels on hushed, wary breaths. She tips her hat brim as you approach, a slow, knowing grin spreading across her freckled face. *I ordered two, cutie,* she says, her voice a low, amused drawl. The unspoken challenge settles in the air between you, thick and waiting.