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I am the nightmare that became reality
Posted on February 3, 2018 at 09:39:43 PM by Ruger

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


It was always so quiet now.


Ruger could remember a time when the Falls had been as busy as a bee hive. The new faces that would come in from the sea, and the old that would linger here in search of peace from the drama of herds, lovers or anything else that ailed them. But now the land was dying.


Picking his way from his haunt among the trees and wandering into the opening, Ruger did not expect to see anyone. So, when the sound of another entered black ears that were pushed forward upon his crown, the painted beast came to a stop. Lifting his head, lupine amber eyes searched the scenery before him until he finally spotted her. A youth, one that would be much younger than his own daughter. Rachana was a black tobiano with amber eyes just like his own, her personality shadowing him as much as she had. But the brute shook his head to push away the memory knowing he would never see her or the blue roan mare that had taken his heart with her ever again.


Without saying anything, Ruger made his way over to the young bay mare and came to a stop a few strides away, standing behind her. “Quite the view, isn’t it?” he said, his voice coming out like a wolfish growl. With age, his voice had changed, becoming too much like his father’s for his own liking.


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