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I am the nightmare that became reality

Ruger

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

Ruger once would have chuckled, or at least quipped the young filly a smile at her startle. But even as she leapt into the air and spun around to face him, the stallion’s expression never changed. The way he watched; like a predator watching its prey, it was a bit unnerving paired with his calm. Only when she asked his name so bluntly did he raise his head slightly, his ears pushing forward just a bit further. “Brave, aren’t you?” he said, finally a very small quirk to the edge of his lips that might suggest a smile. But it was fleeting and disappeared just as quickly. “Though it would be mannerly to offer your name first.” The stallion added but he didn’t take offense. Rather, he was impressed with her bravery even if he didn’t show it.


“I suppose you can call me Ruger.” The painted brute said before he stepped passed the filly so that his strong white legs could wade off into the water. Unlike her, he did not paw and play in the cool liquid and the only reason he stepped off so far was to get passed the muddy water she had stirred up. As the chilling liquid reached up to his knees, Ruger was able to paw and lower his lips to quench his own thirst. Though it was a momentary distraction, the stallion never took his attention from his surroundings or the young filly. As he had passed her, Ruger had not gone without his nostrils flaring to drag in her scent to get the reek of the peak to fill his nares.


A runaway perhaps?


No, just a rebellious youth on an adventure. Ruger supposed he could take advantage of that, but why bother? It truly wasn’t worth the hassle. Raising his head, water dripping from his lips, the stallion let his lupine gaze again glance back to the filly. “So….” he started, letting somewhat of a curious expression touch his rugged features. “What would a wild spirit like you plan to do next?” Ruger asked, hoping she didn’t plan to go off somewhere she didn’t belong.


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