Falls

I would be lying if I said I was happy with how the elections had turned out, but it wasn't like I had expected a miracle to happen. Rutger's misguided attempt to repurpose Garmr's decree still sat poorly with me, but it hardly mattered. The days I had spent half-awake and delirious in fever had allowed the few of my mares to escape or be stolen, and I had not yet put the effort into rounding them up. To be honest, I probably wouldn't while Rutger remained in power. The last thing I wanted him to think was that my mares or my children were his to toy around with.

I had thought Wechuge the looser cannon, but now I wondered if that might have been preferable to a cannon that thought it knew what it was doing.

Either way, I found myself strolling out of the Lagoon more often than normal. Ostensibly, it was to look for new members and to find opportunities to raid the neighboring herds, but I wasn't putting much effort into those facets. See, the thing with a decree like this was that as long as I didn't bring my ladies home, Rutger would have nothing to twist over my head. And while I would have much rathered to have Hiyori, Lavender, Khar'pern, Vogue and even Pacific Rim near to me, I wasn't about to rock the boat at the moment.

As if the thought of my golden companion had summoned her into existence, surprised to see her. I knew she had managed to get out some time ago, but news of her whereabouts had dried up quickly, and I'd been left to wonder what had become of her. Despite how often we had shared time together, her feelings toward me had always been mercurial at best. I couldn't blame her, given that I'd tricked her into joining me in the Lagoon and then prevented her from leaving, but I had still hoped that in time she would warm to me a little.

"I never would have expected you to meander this close again, Hi." I keep the cadence of my words light, but I cannot help the way that her nearness has made my eyes go dark with wanting. As a younger stallion, I had not been so keen in the matters of women, but I would freely admit that time had long since shown me the pleasures of their company.

"Did you truly miss me that much?" The tease is gentle, but I do not take my eyes from her. There is an equal chance that she will either bolt at the sound of my voice or that she will launch into me with admonitions and disgust. Either way, I see both as an opportunity.

I take a step closer.

Stallion - Adult - 15.2 - Brown Overo