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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


    soldier keep on marching on; any
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    when i run through the deep dark forest long after this has begun,

    She’s still wandering. The mare knows she should return to Loess (her half-brother perhaps awaits her, as well as news of politics that personally she cares not for, but only participates because it is what her pack enjoys), but the wolf continues to lead her elsewhere - to meander through the forest and the riverlands, damp paws numb from ice and snow. The dusty cream wolf comes to a sudden halt where the thick trees of the forest begin to grow sparse and the undergrowth is more than just branch and debris, lowering herself with a huff to begin to pick the hardening ice that has solidified between her paws, her black snout snuffling as her teeth seek the cold fragments.

    Spitting the shards onto the ground, nutmeg eyes glancing up every so often to glance at her surroundings, the wolf grooms herself the best she can - bramble and dead twigs cling to her chest and neck (the places where she could not reach to pull them away from her ivory fur), muddied and dirty from her explorations that have lasted longer than she originally intended. 

    She glances up again and there is a curious whuff that leaves her cold, shimmering snout. Broad ears flick forward as the sound of another pries her attention away from the underneath of her paws, pink tongue licking at her black-lined lips to attempt to rid the numbness that had settled there. Her chin tilts, curiosity then allowing her body to follow the movement, nostrils fluttering. The stallion is easy to see now that she is on her legs - great, massive wings outspread from his withers, shuddering softly in the bold (yet never-reaching) winter’s light.

    The wolf begins to step forward and before her fore-paw hits the ground again, a hoof has taken its place. Her body shudders and nearly groans in persistence to the change, but Dayé is in true control of her mind and forces the wolf away (though never completely) to wear the smooth, golden-blue skin of a wild-looking young mare. 

    Dayé comes to stand beside the large stallion with a casual walk, though she has positioned herself far enough away that there is obviously no familiarity between the two of them. Mere strangers, finding themselves in a meadow that they perhaps do not belong in. She snorts softly as her pale gold legs bring her squarely to a halt, milky threads of tangled mane and forelock brushing delicately against the shimmering blue of her neck and face. 

    She has never been one for talking or conversation (expression of body and face were her language of choice, but she knows that there are many who do not ‘speak’ as she does), but she has learned the social constructs of Beqanna, and has rather come to enjoy the mundane small talk that comes with meeting strangers. She liked to watch them as they respond to her, to really narrow down their true intentions despite the way the sound of their voice does not match. 

    Her nutmeg eyes carefully trace the planes of his face, noting the weariness that lingers beneath his bold eyes yet somehow seems unfitting. “Hello,” she finally says, not caring (or not knowing) that her prolonged silence before speaking could be taken as strange or awkward. 

    She is still learning.

    Dayé

    where the sun would set, trees are dead, and the rivers were none.




    @[Hurricane]
    I read his post and Daye said she wanted to meet him. :|
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    soldier keep on marching on; any - by Hurricane - 09-14-2018, 09:06 AM
    RE: soldier keep on marching on; any - by Dayé - 09-16-2018, 09:59 AM
    RE: soldier keep on marching on; any - by Dayé - 09-19-2018, 06:23 PM
    RE: soldier keep on marching on; any - by Dayé - 09-23-2018, 08:21 AM
    RE: soldier keep on marching on; any - by Dayé - 09-29-2018, 10:57 AM
    RE: soldier keep on marching on; any - by Dayé - 10-14-2018, 12:40 PM



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