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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


    tell me no tales, spin me no webs; Any
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    Another day on the island, father had told the twins they were not allowed to leave the island without an escort. how annoying they lived on an island, with barely any other foals to play with! Father had his own family with Galile, of course he was great when they got to spend time together but now that he is king it is scarce. The twins searched the island today, perhaps for they could find a new species of lizard? They grew bored and the desire to leave the kingdom unnoticed grew stronger with each passing day.

    Today the twins frolicked near the jungle, Drax testing his flames as usual, the pyro he was. He aimed at leaves that dangled on the trees, watching them crisp and fall to the ground, becoming apart of the earths dirt. Dario trailed a few paces behind him, he sighs watching his brother spit flames all the time, but I guess better the trees than himself.

    Drax halts in his place, spreading his wing nearest Dario stopping him as well. Do you smell that?! He quickly gazes to Dario that is not the scent of Ischia he snorts and quickly bolts off to investigate. WAIT! Dario snorts following after him, although he was right, something was not right. It was not long that Drax found the source, but he was not afraid of this winged foal, he charges full force. HEY YOU! He yells, sliding to a halt scattering dirt about, Dario joins in, a much gentler entrance, he was really here for crowd control.

    Why are you here?! You are not an Ischia foal, you shouldn't be here! He demands, his ears were pinned, and he takes a deep breath, preparing a warm flame. Dario is quick to shove his brother Stop! relieved he was able to distract his brother enough to lose his concentration, his gaze flicks back to the champagne colt. My name is Dario, this is my brother Drax, why are you here? Yes he was curious as to why the stranger lingered in the island, but he was much gentler than his unruly twin.

    @[Grye] <3
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    tell me no tales, spin me no webs; Any - by Grye - 04-17-2018, 03:30 PM
    RE: tell me no tales, spin me no webs; Any - by Drax - 04-17-2018, 08:22 PM



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