mav
he | him | his
27 (now 31)
october 21st
lavender town, kanto
heterosexual
freelancer
ex-gym leader
a heart like a lion, burning like fire
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maverick noah ryder
weesnaw [shaderoot carrot]
POSTED ON Apr 19, 2022 20:40:42 GMT
[attr="class","ryder1"] It was almost like it was a routine now. Heading out late at night, after the sun has fallen behind the horizon to see if the legendary ghost horse would grace him with its presents. And honestly, the burnt scarred man was starting to think that they were actual starting to bond so to say. The thought of that made him chuckle, shaking his head back and forth at the silly idea. But as Maverick moved closer to where his former make shift garden once furnished, crimson colored orbs spotted his new friend. A hint of a smirk tugged the edge of his lips, strolling casually straight up to the horse this time. “Hey there Spectrier,” he greeted, still bending at the waist in respect, “You must be feeling better. Glad to see it.”Suddenly, it kicked up when he got too close. Maverick stumbled back, a hooves right in the gut knocked in flat on his butt. Pain rippled through his hindquarters, a huff mixed with a groan escaped him. “What was that for?” He grumbled, knowing that it was all a joke. Why on earth would a legendary befriend a human. Getting to his feet and brushing off any debris that stuck to his cloths, brow scrunched about ready to bitch the horse out. But before he could complain, his gaze fell upon a lifeless body. Confusion took over his facial expression, heart raced when he noticed that this lifeless body was… his. Did he just… die? “Am- Am I- dead?”A neigh at him draws his attention away from his lifeless body, crimson gaze fell upon the horse the surely just killed him. A brow rose, seeing the ghostly reins. “Are you serious?” He growled, “You just kicked my ass and now you want to be friends.” It bobbed its head. Maverick face fell into annoyed. “Of course you do.”Taking in a deep breath to calm his nerve, the man approached the horse. He was slow and careful, grabbing the rein and mounting the creature. Luckily, he had practice with his shiny rapidash on bare back riding. That was nothing compared to what he was about to go through. As soon as his butt hit the back of the horse, it began to buck and kicked like a crazed wild animal. “Wahhh!” the man shouted, tightening his grab, “calm down before you kill me again.” It didn’t listen, only darting forward in a mad dash through the steep mountainous rugged terrain. “Fuck!”1IU|zWsx ➢ for shiv at mt pyre. this is going to be fun. [attr="class","wizzcred"]❤ wizz[newclass=".ryder"] [/newclass] [newclass=".ryder1 b"]font-weight:bold;color:#D19276; [/newclass] [newclass=".ryder1 i"]font-style:italic;color:#D19276; [/newclass] [newclass=".wizzcred"]font: monospace; font-size: 10px; color:#7a7a7a;margin-bottom:-50px;[/newclass] [newclass=".wizzcred a"]font: monospace; font-size: 10px; color:#7a7a7a;[/newclass]
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