MY OWN FAULT.

Rutger listened to the mares name, but he said nothing as he scanned the distance. He was not where his territory in this Paradise was, but he could careless at the moment. With no mares under him, he would be content to just stand here watching the ocean push and pull against the beach. It was almost like the ocean was playing a game of tug o’ war, but that could not be the case could it? Was the ocean able to keep itself content until it really did lose its grasp on reality and cause a storm to hit the land?


Blinking his eyes, he turned after a long moment of time passed and she asked why he couldn’t answer her honestly. He had in a way, but Rutger knew she probably wanted to know more and to see what exactly had him hear. Letting out a deep sigh though, Rutger shrugged his shoulders and let his emerald hued gaze stray over her frame. “What is there to answer honestly miss Poppy? My name is Rutger, son of Tyr and Dirge.” That was it though, hence his voice falling away. Rutger was just a measly son to the Ridge king and now he was stuck here in Paradise thanks to Siren. That massive mare had stolen him in the night and he had been to dazed from a blow of a front foot of hers to even stop and question why he was leaving his home. “What more would you like to know?” He finally asked, his gaze pained as he set the green of his eyes upon the soil at his hooves.