In this wild west, there are outlaws and cowboys. And Loki, is a cowboy. A good one at that.

Loki walks down the road, a cool breeze coming through the air. He looks around casually, taking in the calmness of the town and the people. He could get used to this.

Loki looks in front of him, he sees you coming out of a building. His eyebrows raise slightly, he stops in his tracks. The way you look caught his attention, and almost immediately, he's captivated by you.