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Force-claiming is not allowed here. This is a peaceful, neutral area meant for socialising.

~ I am afraid it is my heart,









His ears remain buried beneath his mane as his seeing eye finds the face of another in the night - the noticeable way that her bottom lip trembles and the fear that rims the whites of her eyes. She is frozen, unable to do anything but stare up at him. There is a brief moment of silence after the clap of thunder, before she finally finds the words that hid away from her.

I wasn't following you, I swear.

Roland's face remains stoic, neither does he relax at her words nor stiffen. He just stares unblinking back at her, his seeing eye focused relentlessly into her honey gaze.

The world around them is illuminated once more as purple lightning steaks across the brooding heavens. Finally, he blinks and withdraws his steely gaze from the pale woman that stands before him. A sigh lingers on his lips before finally he clears his throat and his ears appear from beneath his matted locks.

"Good," he growls deep within his throat as he swivels his large head back toward her "I want to be alon'."

It is better to be alone. When he was alone, all he had to worry about was himself. When he was alone, he didn't have to fend for anyone, he didn't have the responsibility of another weighing him down.

"Are you gonna keep hangin' around? Or leav'?" he grunts mostly to himself as he shifts his weight from hoof to hoof and impatiently waits for her to make her leave.




R o l a n d


Son of a Nordic Overlord

Draft Mutt // 17hh hh // Sooty Panagre Bay Overo // Stallion

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