Rufio,
Finally, the boy stallion had made his way to the edges of Solterra. Nothing as there to stop him as he stepped over the threshold, feeling free for the first time since arriving here as he picked up the pace and raced toward the North without flicking a second glance to the desert wasteland he left behind. For the briefest of moments, his heart feels free and there is a part of him which chinks through the haughty exterior and shows the boy within – scared, sad, and more than a little emotional. Still, it is not enough for the outsider to know, but Rufio feels lighter in a way, and he even smiles as he walks toward the Bellum Steppe with little purpose other than to leave the desert behind.
Darkness grows quickly, the autumn nights giving way to winter winds as the sun dips low behind the hills. There are a few minutes where the sky is painted gold and red by the dying light – and even Rufio has to stop and marvel at the beauty of this new world, for in that moment he finds peace. It is short lived though, as the darkness spreads and a silver moon takes its rightful place in the night sky.
Now, his walk is lit by moonlight, and the shine is bright and ample enough that it seemed almost light enough to be day. Closer he presses to the Steppe, and as he finds his way to the new world, moonlight illuminates the hill of jeweled flowers. It is a peculiar sight, all glittered and white on the hillside. He knows at once there must be magic at play, for surely no plants can give this kind of glow in the stardust. Curiosity takes over as the metal-clad stallion steps closer, the gold of his cuffs clinking against the blooms as he walks and creating a melodious sound. Curioser still, he dips his head to examine the blooms closer, finding quiet delight and surprise in seeing their gemstone faces up close.
Though he cannot tell the colors exactly, there is something wild and magical in the flowers that tempts him to take one, and he greedily weaves it into his mane for safekeeping. Not one to stick around and see who guarded such a field of treasures, the red and black stallion quickly leaves Bellum Steppe behind, lest he be punished for his thievery.
mischief managed.
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***STAFF EDIT
@Rufio has rolled a 4! He has been awarded +100 Signos for interacting with the flowers.
