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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


    For the strength of the pack is the wolf...[Any]
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    Meiilyn
    ..and the strength of the wolf is the pack
    ..and the strength of the wolf is the pack
    It had been raining steadily through the early morning and now as the sun slowly made its way towards its zenith in the sky, the rain switched off, almost as if someone had turned the faucet, and there were signs of movement at the mouth of the small cave jutting out halfway from the cliff face. Meiilyn blinked slowly, the weak sunlight illuminating the stray bits of twig and cave dandruff that clung to her lithe body, her furred tail flicking against her hocks as she waited for her eyes to adjust.

    Furred ears flicking back and forth atop her poll she made her way down the gently sloping path, stopping at a small pool of water caused by rain getting trapped between rocks. Droplets clinging to the hairs on her muzzle she snorted and was about to move forward when she caught a brown shape crouched a little further down the path. Obviously she wasn't the only one happy to get out after the two day long deluge and with only a slight yawn she darted towards the rabbit.

    Seeing a thousand pound plus horse running towards you would be enough to startle anything, but add to the fact briar rabibit was much smaller AND planned to live to be a cranky old bunny lady, had the mammal turning tail and darting off through the low scrubland. A chuckle escaped Meiilyn as she followed in pursuit, the rabbit leading her a merry dance between trees and low hanging branches that shed their droplets as the duo passed.

    The boom that split the sky brought their chase to a screaming halt, the rabbit darting into a small burrow with a flick of its cotton white tail. Meiilyn glanced skywards, the streamers of cloud? mist? that hung heavy in the sky caused a shiver to run down her spine and it was only when she turned to start back to her cave she realised that she had no idea where she was. 

    Towering red rocks, sheer cliff faces with steep drops and an eerie whistle threaded over and around Meiilyn as she stood, glancing around at the landscape that looked the same, hoping she could recognise the way home.



    OOC: Blah, haven't written in forever so I apologise for the horribleness.
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