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Niro was certainly at a disadvantage when it came to cultures as he neither grew up with one nor seemed to adapt to one. He learned many different types of cultures and he just never adopted any. So his mate could surprise him with anything that came from her country, no matter how many books he could read on it himself from the old forgotten tales to the advice on wehre to eat in russia that was good for a honeymoon, she could spring something up that he had never read about, like this one. He didn’t mind though. He made his own surprises, ones that were worth remembering, at least he hoped so and this surprise he hoped she would take to well.
He was happy she agreed with him and knew right now Marahute was keeping his secret spot free of any roaming animals or anything that might take down what decor he had painstakingly put up earlier that morning. He saw her look to her horse and spoke of where she wanted to go. “Can’t we just eat him for breakfast?!” He teased as he was pulled out the door. He wasn’t one for riding on horses but did it when he had to He had used one to visit his daughters before, but rarely would he use one for something close by, but he would take to leting her ride while he ran, he could keep up with the beast on four paws. He stumbled behind her as she pulled him through their home to the outdoors, which was bright and sunny and all around the perfect day Niro thought.
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