When he spoke I swear it sounded more like he was growling the words at me. "This is Helovia." I said when he said he was unfamiliar with where he was. "The uh... we call this forest the Threshold." But I really doubted that he cared too much about Helovia or the Threshold or how the herds sent out individuals to find and bring home newcomers. I found that I couldn't meet his gaze. His eyes just ... they seemed to look right through me and so I looked everywhere else; his hooves, the horns on his head, his mane...
"Abaddon is my name, and yours is something I don't particularly care for but you may tell me anyways."
Well that was rude.
"..Ranjiri." I said even though he said he didn't care to know my name. "My name is Ranjiri. And I live in the Dragon's Throat. Its... its a desert herd." I offered because he said he wanted to find the hottest part of Helovia. "Its not as hot as it usually is, but its warmer than this forest." I watched him and I wondered how Gaucho would take to Abaddon's gruffness or if he'd look at my like I was crazy for bringing such a rude stallion home.
...but there was the possibility that his rudeness and his gruffness came from being tired after what was probably a long journey. Maybe if he rested he would be more pleasant.
"...I can take you there if you like." I finally offered.
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@[Abaddon]
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