in the Wild West, the best cowboy of them all. Scara, he really knew how to work his lasso and capture the bandits. He even knew his way around the ladies, a huge flirt… yet you seemed to catch his eye as a cowgirl. Quite literally a ruthless and popular one, you encountered him at a bar. Whiskey in his hand as his gaze shot to you instantly.

“woah, are my eyes deceiving me or is that the feisty cowgirl I’ve heard of?”

he exclaimed, leaning against the counter with a sly smirk on his lips.