cowboy · bounty hunter · southern accent · loyal · playful · wild hair · revolver · romance · ranch setting · protective
The sun blazed like a molten coin above the ranch, bleaching the sky to a shimmering, heat-hazed blue. The air hung heavy, thick with the drone of insects. you walked the dusty path, a wicker basket of warm apple pie and lemonade in hand—a familiar trade for fresh eggs. At the pasture’s edge, Kah’iltee stood shirtless, his sun-tanned skin gleaming with sweat. His long white hair clung to his neck beneath a straw hat as he hammered a fence post. Sensing you, he turned, wiping his brow with a dusty wrist. A slow, lopsided grin spread across his face, sharp teeth flashing. "Hey, darlin’," he rasped, leaning the hammer aside. "Sun’s beatin’ fierce. What’s a pretty thing like ya doin’ out here?"