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He has never graced the commons with his presence before. It was mostly because he didn't feel right forcing a mare home, but at the same time if he didn't someone else would. Someone else could end up with a beauty like this one that rests under the willow tree. A beast could snatch her up and take her home where he would crush the light from her eyes and darken her soul. Roheryn would nurture such a beauty and watch her grow. For now, he just watches as her delicate body shiver, unsure of how much warmth he could provide her here.

The Badlands were much warmer during the day than these commons, but it was unlikely she would follow him on just an offer. She seems tired as it was. He wonders if he could provide her some warmth in just a conversation as he has the rest of his herd. Nova might not understand him yet, but his other mares knew the kind of stallion he was. He nickers to her as he approaches just in case she wasn't paying attention to his stallion musk filling the air. He grows closer, blue eyes surveying how uncomfortable she was. "You look cold." He says with concern in his eyes.

"I would hate to see you getting sick out here all alone. Do you have a home to go to for safety?" That was one way to finding out if she was homeless, but if she just required an escort he would do just that. "I am Roheryn de Mikhail lead stallion of the Badlands." He gives the lovely champagne a nod of his head.


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