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    COTY

    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


    i am a stranger to you; claim, anyone
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    C R O T A

    The hills were what she had to travel to in order to reach the mountains that lead to the field and it is almost immediate the way the air lifts and turns light when the claim on it is released. It draws her to a stop and the silence that travels through the hills is almost defeaning, causing her to turn and look out across the land. It is nothing special, this place, but it a place she could make home for herself and maybe the others. Something she could give back to them when the time was right.

    Stepping forward the spotted mare begins to make her way deeper into the hills in search of a place she could rightfully make her move and the moment she can no-longer smell the purple stallion's scent she comes to a stop in a small clearing amongst the ferns and cacti on the hillside and slowly scans her eyes across the dark green landscape with it's rolling lands and whispering winds. Maybe claiming this was a test and the monsters were waiting in the shadows to eat whoever dare try, but who was she to care. Maybe for once she could finally have her own piece of home, that is if she wasn't eaten for doing so.

    It is then she makes her claim, nodding her head as she speaks the words loudly, "Mine," she pauses. "This place is now mine. I make my claim." With a racing heart she feels the feathers in her mane begin to twist and turn with the wind as they dance with her voice and with a deep breath she steps forward into the light of the sun on the hillside and stares out over the rest of the homeland that she had come across. "I will help this place to grow and then I will let it pass on to the next one."

    She doesn't want it forever. She just wants to be the creator of something. Anything. A starter if you will. And here she is, finally doing it even without traits or special colors. One hundred percent normal and making her own place. The way she had always wanted to. She may not be strong like the rest, but she didn't need to be. She wasn't out looking to be the ruler of the world, or really a ruler at all. She just wanted a home. A home where she fit in. Sounds pretty simple right?



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    i am a stranger to you; claim, anyone - by crota - 04-05-2017, 09:51 PM
    RE: i am a stranger to you; claim - by crota - 04-06-2017, 12:40 AM



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