
Mar Crow::18 Years::Talking to Whisper::Single::Country Strong
Mar looked up, her eyes meeting those of, how should she put this? A fairly good looking guy. A small smile spreadds across on her face, as whisper walks over a little closer. Sliding off of her horse, Mar meets the floor with a genlte thud. "Why hello to you to" Mar answers back, her soft voice clear as a bell. Mar's voice didn't have a thick accent, unless she was mad or suprised, but you could hear it faintly.






