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I am the nightmare that became reality
Posted on August 19, 2018 at 07:57:18 PM by Ruger

Ruger
stallion | 15.3hh | EE aa TT | son of the wolf

Timing…. Ruger had never had good timing…..


The painted stallion had stood along the edge of trees, his lupine eyes gazing into the forest while the tall grasses of the prairie still brushed his belly. Not once had he ever crossed the invisible line that made up Shamwari’s home, although he had ventured into the forest before. He could still hear his father’s growled words as Felony issued the order to the young stallions to go and collect a mare from Olaf. There had been too many deterrents and the mission had failed and the consequences…..


Even now so many years later, standing here as a full grown stallion, Ruger lifted his head and pinned his ears at the memory. Without any further hesitation, he stepped forward to leave behind the tall waving grasses and into the shade of the trees. It was among the guardians he wandered for a spell until the perfume of a mare caught his attention. Pausing where he stood, he raised his head and perked his ears forward as he pinned the direction it came from. Without invitation, he knew the consequences of being here, especially with the reputation the proceeds a Lagoon stallion. It could never be as severe as Felony’s punishments which left Ruger with no fear.


Taking a deep breath, the painted stallion let out a call, his deep bellow echoing back to him as it bounced off the trees. It was there he would wait, hoping who ever came did not do so with pinned its and snapping teeth.



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