Blacktail Deer Plateau I've loved and I've lost

Sun Spark had never thought of his voice being soothing, he had actually hated it once upon a time. His language barrier was clear, the cajun in him just didn't want to let up. His ancestors all talked slow and steady and usually poorly. He tried his best, and he was an intelligent male, he just talked real slow.

he chuckled Ya a story. Do ya 'ave a pref'rence or you jus' wan' me ta spin ya a yarn? He waited he could tell he countless stories, if she liked one thing over another he'd tell her that. Lions and Tigers and bears oh my so speak.