Meadow
Force-claiming is not allowed here. This is a peaceful, neutral area meant for socialising.
Posted on September 12, 2018 at 04:35:37 AM by Ruger
Ruger stallion | 15.3hh | EE aa TT | son of the wolf
Ruger knew the rules of the Peak just like any stallion did, but he didn’t try to con her anymore. Rather the brute let her think it over, letting her own desires win out and when she agreed Ruger couldn’t help but smile. A bad idea on his part perhaps, but at least he could never claim to have missed the view in his lifetime. Head raising some, he watched as the filly bolted off into a gallop. Thankfully she was going the right way and a laugh escaped him before he took off after her. Strides much longer due to his size, Ruger caught up and passed the filly and as he did so he toss fleeting words over his shoulder. “Keep up kid!” Following a path he had taken an uncountable amount of times, Ruger was able to rush through the brush and trees even when he wasn’t able to see the steps he took. The painted stallion only stopped when the trees broke and a wide sweeping meadow rushed out before him. Nostrils flared, breath huffing and sides heaving; he couldn’t help but laugh. Though he travelled constantly he had not run like that in a very long time. Tail still flagged, he pranced out into the tall waving grass, fully enjoying himself with the company of the young filly. Maybe he wasn’t as old as he thought he was. |
Replies:
- Ain't life just awful strange - By Wasp October 4, 2018 at 08:45:31 PM
- I am the nightmare that became reality - By Ruger November 24, 2018 at 06:25:10 PM
- Ain't life just awful strange - By Wasp December 21, 2018 at 04:04:29 PM
- I am the nightmare that became reality - By Ruger November 24, 2018 at 06:25:10 PM
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