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I am the nightmare that became reality
Posted on September 12, 2018 at 04:20:58 AM by Ruger

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


Ruger did not have long to wait, but the time given as he let his amber gaze look throughout the trees was enough to have memories come crashing back down on him. It caused him to be unguarded and unprepared when the mare appeared and her voice made him flinch, his head turning to her where he had been gawking off. He had to blink a few times, coming back into focus where he offered her a half smile but it did not touch his features.


“Ruger.” he replied just as simply, straightening his stance so that he seemed more together. The stallion had already embarrassed himself by seeming so off kilter, but perhaps he would have time to make up for it. “I was…. Reminiscing and realized a bit late that I should have announced myself.” It was his way of apologizing since Ruger was never really taught how. Though when he smiled again it wasn’t quite as forced. “You must be Persephone? I do have to say you have a much nicer face than the last attendant I met here.”


The painted brute could tell she was wary of him, and she had ever right to be. Anyone of their right mind would be of any outsider they did not know, of a threat they might carry. But Ruger held none for her; not today and did not plan to in the future which is why he had offered such light words. “I can leave, if you wish it?” Ruger asked, perking his ears forward.



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