The Lost Islands
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I am the nightmare that became reality

Ruger

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



Ah, of course she would wish to know of how he had gained his knowledge, especially of her. At least she was kind enough to let him stay; perhaps out of curiosity alone? Either way, Ruger didn’t mind her reasoning, at least he had attained a bit of company.


“I’ve lived on the Islands many long years and being a ghost has earned me more than the loudly spoken standings of my predecessors.” He replied, giving a small nod. Of course, his thoughts always venture to his father, a dark cloud that always hung over him and that he feared would never go away. But such thoughts did not reflect in his amber eyes as he studied the mare, only the quiet curiosity of her.


“It was you that brought me here, actually.” Ruger admitted, though she wasn’t the only thing. “I was curious to what a mare might be like that stood in the place of a stallion. I’ve known a few that could have certainly held the rank, but… well…. Curiosity killed the cat and I must not be far behind.” And so far, she hadn’t been disappointing.
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