As Tattoo spoke and let his thoughts be out in the air, Rutger did not give a single movement to what he was feeling internally. Tattoo had his own reasons, that much Rutger could understand and agree with. However, one could not judge because of their own hot headed temper. Rutger was not sure just how far Tattoo could really think into the future, but everything the greying stallion did was for something to come at a later date. It would just take time for that to come into fruition.

When the black and white stallion finally grew quiet, Rutger thought for a moment. His ears twitched slightly, listening to the wind as it began to pick up from the gentle breeze it had been. Everything was starting to move around him now, but he did not let that take away his focus. “You don’t know me Tatoo.” He spoke, his head tilting to the side. “If you were close behind me, you would have seen I tried to guide you away from the Peak mares racing our way. You would have seen what I was doing with clear eyes instead of ones that can't think past their own wants.” Raising a brow, the stallion breathed lightly for a moment.

Rutger was not one to strike first, that was why he had been that way in front of Abraxas. His movements to walk around the ex-lagoonie was the only peace that the greying male would have given that day. If Abraxas had tried to stop him, things would have gotten more physical. Instead, Rutger kept his cool and tried to guide Tattoo around Ashteroth and the buckskin woman. “If you had looked instead of getting pissed off, you would have seen facts instead of life through rose tinted lenses.” At that, Rutger went entirely silent.

Rutger

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stallion | 17.1hhs | gray blanket (red roan) | lagoon boss

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