[open] Down by the river in the full moonlight || Drustan, Any ||

[Drustan]

He, too, has been dropped at the playground pretty much against his will. It is not hard to imagine his uncle telling him to go socialize with others of his own age, that he has to learn that he couldn’t be around his mother all the time, and that he definitely had no more right to his mother than anybody else. Drustan disagrees, but hadn’t been able to do anything as his grandmother had fluidly led Vi away.

His pale blue eyes burn in their backs as their silhouettes become smaller and smaller. Maybe he should just run to catch up, to plead his mother to let him stay – Vi didn’t like it when he moved out of hearing distance anyway – but knowing his family, Dru knows it probably wouldn’t work. His hoof stomps on the ground, annoyed, and he shakes his horned head.

What to do now?

His gaze slowly moves across the playground, and the sight has him momentarily forgetting about what had just happened. The trees and ponds are very different than his home, and Drustan soon notices he isn’t the only one around. Most are already playing. Running after one another in a game of tag, others splashing in the shallow pond and rushing after whatever lives in it, but one girl is standing alone.

She sparks his curiosity enough. Golden and white, very different from his own dark pelt. “Who’re you?” he bluntly asks, pausing a couple of meters away from her.

Drustan.

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@[Adria]
He's kinda a bit all over the place, I hope the next one will be better! Still attempting to figure him out..
/aka how to write a neutral-dark character.