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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


    there's a song in your lung and a dream in your eye {Celeana, any}
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    ⍢Celeana⍢

    The girl's petite body is glued to Joscelin throughout the journey. Supported by the delicately cracked mare through timid steps, the Appaloosa child becomes more relaxed as they enter the grounds of the kingdom.

    The air is sticky and hot, scented with rain and vegetation that flourishes about in the jungle. Her ebony tipped lobes flicker as Celeana almost playfully bounces about, keeping her dark chocolate eyes upon Joscelin at all times. Her slender legs flung about as she joyfully hit her hooves upon the almost padded terrain, of multiple leaves brush and other vegetation that felt quite like a cushion beneathe her hooves.

    Soon she finds herself to once again become glued upon Joscelin, as they proceed deeper into the forest. Her eyes curiously darting about in a rambunctious manner, as her little legs propeled her forwards.

    Soon, they came to a little stream. It had been quite long since Celeana had a drink and her throat was quite parched at the moment. Once Joscelin's soothing vocals give the okay to sip from the stream, the little girl does so. In almost a timid manner, she was surprised by this warmth of the water and jumped back. Her ebony blotched legs scrambled about in an unorganized manner. "It's warm." She commented. As she once again dropped her head to drink from the almost heated clear liquid. It slipped down her throat bringing an overpowering warmth and refreshing feeling within her chest.

    Glancing up at Joscelin, "Are there men in the jungle?" She questioned her little black tail swishing back and forth. As she patiently looked up at the red mare, her dark chocolate eyes staring into hers.

    A Little Rebellion Now And Then Is A Good Thing.


    @[insane] I am so sorry for the wait. I was thinking maybe not to time skip so we could have a foolish cute little filly about for this thread.
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    RE: there's a song in your lung and a dream in your eye {Celeana, any} - by Celeana - 03-10-2016, 11:08 AM



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