Scardey Horse

"Lucio… No last name." Giving a surprisingly cutting laugh. "After all, is property entitled to a surname? … No. No, it isn’t. And that’s what I am to most." A sad look in his eyes, as if he was remembering something he’d rather forget. "Still. Maybe some of my actions have been too rash. I’m sure you’ve heard how much of a troublemaker I’ve been for them."

My character does not just need lovers

Slowly but surely, he took a few steps forwards. Pausing just before she could touch him as he muttered something to himself in Italian- visibly shaking. “I uh… Hello.” Finally forcing himself to speak in English, a strong accent to his voice. “Forgive me I… Have had a lot of bad people in my life.”

[ ஐ ]         — “It’s alright. I understand completely. But those bad people are gone now, and I’m here to make it all better for you, alright? I’m Alice. Alice Kirkland. And you are?”

Lucio had managed to escape his current captors, but now he found himself lost… And unable to find food, water, or shelter. The centaur then going on full alert as he heard some animal noise he could not identify, backing up- almost straight into a snake, the only thing saving him being his sharp reflexes as he jumped. Off he ran in fright- only to physically collapse after going about ten miles. What was this feeling- why couldn’t he continue? He’d never experienced Heat Stroke before, and so there he was muttering stuff to himself in Italian when he heard someone coming closer. “???”

Briefly ignoring her awe, the Australian promptly shrugged her bag off and dug out one of the canteens she carried, then moving in closer; she could become very no-nonsense when she needed to be. “‘Ey, ‘ello—…?” Tentatively, she offered out the canteen. “Y’look like y’could use a drink…”

And that's when he heard that hissing noise again, sweeping all logical thought away as he got up on his hooves and backed a few steps away- beginning to rear up in fright.

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Lucio did not enjoy how cold this place seemed to him, and wondered why they’d sent him to Canada of all places. Especially as he was brought out into the front area, looking around and wondering who’d come to meet him this time. Soon his dark eyes fell on the blonde- and while still nervously shaking, he found this person’s presence actually somewhat calming. Taking a slow step closer, muttering something in Italian to himself.

"H-Hello…" he reached a hand out slowly, as if to introduce himself. "I-I’m… I’m Canada… or… M-Matthew, if you like that better."

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Lucio sighed as he was led out into the front as usual. The modestly sized fenced area just enough that he could comfortably run around. And as usual, there was someone they wanted him to meet… A potential new owner. He looked her over with dark eyes, blacking up a few steps as he seemed unsure if he could trust her. Human torso held rigidly back, hooves pattering rapidly even as he stopped backing up.

[ ஐ ]         — “It’s okay. There’s no need to be worried. I’m not going to hurt you.”