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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    A New Chapter To This Story- [Ashara,Any]
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    ASHARA
    If you're ever gonna find a silver lining
    It's gotta be a cloudy day

    Cicero was quite unhappy that the time had come to be weaned but the truth was it was hard on the golden mother as well. He was growing too quickly, seeking independence and defiant against being told what to do. What happened to the sweet days where he was glued to her side, curious and exploring the world with her guidance and obedient to any request. He was testing her today, threatening to run away if he couldn’t get his milk and she wanted to give it to him, wanted to satisfy his needs and feel that closeness but she was drying up. She was pleading with him to understand when the sound of Jedi’s call reached them through the mist and roar of the falls. The little palomino’s crown shot up in the direction, ears perked and eyes wide and scheming. With a scowl towards his beseeching mother he took off towards his father. His long limbs working gracefully in harmony, each footfall landing with forceful calculation providing support and stability for the next stride. With a sigh, Ashara followed. She had long lost the baby weight but she wasn’t as fit as she was a year ago and her hips ached in the cold and when she moved a certain way ever since the attack. But when she saw that the painted comrade wasn’t alone she quickened her pace to head off the little rascal so he wouldn’t do anything rude or get himself hurt. The brindled roan was a fellow resident but that didn’t mean she wouldn’t lash out and teach an obnoxious child a lesson. The honey-hued vixen would have been nervous if it was any acquaintance but the other warrior with her snarky temperament made her especially nervous. With pinned ears on a snaked nape she successfully guided the colt to arrive between Ashara and Jedi, with Raxa on the mare’s other side. With an exasperated sigh and quickly catching her breath she greeted the grown-ups. “Hey guys, how’s it going?” Very informal, even for her but it’s hard to keep a child in check and keep up with social cues. Once she is satisfied Cicero isn’t going to embarrass her does her mind wonder why Raxa is here.



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    RE: A New Chapter To This Story- [Ashara,Any] - by Ashara - 05-24-2016, 08:55 PM



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