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    COTY

    Assailant -- Year 226

    QOTY

    "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


    your soft fingers between my claws // any
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    Horse jumps, and Atone's lips pull back in a lazy sort of smile. A gesture which would probably look a little like a grimace to anyone not familiar with feline smiles as long, ivory incisors flash in dusk's light. He leans back to avoid being struck by a stay hoof or wing in the large mammal sudden rise to his feet, a satisfied laugh rumbled deep within his broad ribcage.

    It's nice to meet you, the startled creature says, and Atone just nods as his honey-gold gaze floats across the now-standing horse.  It hadn't really been his intention to make this stallion his dinner, but he realizes that now any opportunity to do just that is completely gone. This strange would not make an easy meal, but perhaps he could still provide some sort of entertainment.  

    The lion's silent evaluation of the tall pegasus continues as his facial features return to their usual, relaxed arrangement, his only movement the occasional flick of his tail. 

    He was never in a rush.

    "You smell like magic, Rouhi." the lion finally says, his broad face tilting ever so slightly as he presents his curiosity innocently enough. "What sort of trick are you hiding?"
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    RE: your soft fingers between my claws // any - by Atone - 01-09-2019, 05:21 PM



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