he laid low the warriors of old
Rome wanted to come to the Playground again soon after he left his first time. His mother, Lucrezia, did not say no to his pleas of bringing him back to the Playground the first time. In fact, Rome’s mother was rather happy to see that he wanted to play with other foals and make friends. She had found her own friends here in the Playground and still to this day enjoys the memories she created with her childhood friends. So when Rome is dropped off at the border of the Playground, his mother does not worry. She wishes him a good time with kisses and nuzzles before she takes off back to the Deserts or whatever she will be doing that day. Rome has no idea because he is too busy trailing off towards the wide open meadow.
The young boy is familiar with the territory. He already knows where the other foals like to play since he discovered that last time he was here. For a second he wonders if the goat-horned colt he met last time will be here. Rome would be happy to play more with his friend, but he also isn’t against meeting others. In fact, he wants to make friends with everyone here in the Playground.
It doesn’t take long for the boy to find a bunch of other foals. He decides the first foals he sees will be the ones he will introduce himself to. So it happens to be the amethyst-purple tobiano filly and dapple gray colt. Rome starts to quickly make his way towards the group; however, he slows down as an idea forms in his mind. The young cub slows down. He crouches low in the grass and begins to slow sneak up to the two other foals. When he reaches close enough to the foals, he stops. He lets out a soft giggle, unable to conceal the excitement. Rome quickly silences his giggle though, hoping the others did not hear him but his cat-like tail is evidently waving above in the grass.
Quickly, Rome jumps forward. He lets out a playful growl. “This meadow isn’t big enough for both of us!” Rome shouts as madly as he can at the colt. He prowls close to the colt, pretending he is about to chase him off (and will follow after the colt if he chooses to run off). However, he is already in a mess of giggles. A smirk grows across his muzzle as he then looks at the two others. “I’m Rome!” he says with pride but Rome is not arrogant in anyway.
The young boy is familiar with the territory. He already knows where the other foals like to play since he discovered that last time he was here. For a second he wonders if the goat-horned colt he met last time will be here. Rome would be happy to play more with his friend, but he also isn’t against meeting others. In fact, he wants to make friends with everyone here in the Playground.
It doesn’t take long for the boy to find a bunch of other foals. He decides the first foals he sees will be the ones he will introduce himself to. So it happens to be the amethyst-purple tobiano filly and dapple gray colt. Rome starts to quickly make his way towards the group; however, he slows down as an idea forms in his mind. The young cub slows down. He crouches low in the grass and begins to slow sneak up to the two other foals. When he reaches close enough to the foals, he stops. He lets out a soft giggle, unable to conceal the excitement. Rome quickly silences his giggle though, hoping the others did not hear him but his cat-like tail is evidently waving above in the grass.
Quickly, Rome jumps forward. He lets out a playful growl. “This meadow isn’t big enough for both of us!” Rome shouts as madly as he can at the colt. He prowls close to the colt, pretending he is about to chase him off (and will follow after the colt if he chooses to run off). However, he is already in a mess of giggles. A smirk grows across his muzzle as he then looks at the two others. “I’m Rome!” he says with pride but Rome is not arrogant in anyway.
ROME
tarnished x lucrezia
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