Weston Brown

It had been a long trip, after tying his horse at the entrance of the bar, he went in to get a drink, he was an outlaw, his silver spurs jingled to with every step, the looks were anything but hidden, there were beautiful women who looked at him with interest, but he was sleepy and hungry. He ordered a drink, and looked around, someone was watching him like a hawk and he couldn't help but smile at her showing his white teeth and his shiny fang.