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bring me back to life...
Posted on March 13, 2020 at 01:51:49 AM by Evanescence



Her skin gave another shiver in the chilly winter air as she grazed in a clearing with Ryder close by. Glancing over at her son, Evanescence took in his bright amber eyes as he turned to look at her from the rock he'd been exploring and her heart gave another lurch. He looked so much like his father and it was like a kick in the gut every time she thought of Ruger and how she was taken from him. She yearned to go back to him every second and every day. She didn't feel comfortable here and her fear was at an all time high. The stench of Warsaw in the air made her paranoid, fearful that he would come back and hurt her or try to hurt Ryder. Just the thought brought a burning anger to her chest. She wouldn't allow anyone to touch her son. He could do what he wanted with her but he would not touch Ryder. She would keep him safe until she got back to Ruger.

Lifting her head, she glanced up at the sky, wondering what her beloved was doing right now. Was he thinking of her? Missing her as she missed him? She hoped Vasilissa was keeping him company, keeping him sane until she could return to him. She was determined that some way, somehow, she would get back to him. As her gaze came back down, she caught sight of a filly bucking. A small smile threatened to pull at her lips, seeing the happy sight. It made her feel more comfortable for the first time. Pricking her ears, Evanescence gave a small nicker, hoping to gain the filly's attention. Hopefully her mother wouldn't be mad if she just said hi. Ryder even ventured over to see what she was up to. His own ears pricked at the sight of the filly and he looked at his mother. "Is that a girl?!" He asked in bewilderment. She forgot this was his first time seeing a filly since the only other foals in the Thicket were Vasilissa's sons.

Laughing a little, she nodded. "Yes, it's a girl. Maybe you should introduce yourself." She reached out, gently nudging his flanks with her nose. Giving a snort, Ryder glanced at her with hesitation before looking back at the filly. "H-hi." He said sheepishly.

Evanescence_mare_5yo_Belgian/Percheron Mutt_17hh_blue roan coat_black mane&tail_dark brown eyes_bound to Ruger_Luthien Thicket

Mother to: Ryder (xRuger)



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