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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


    Just looking for your friendship-[Any]
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    ANDRAS
    Son of Archam X Morigan

    He gazed at the filly, her dark blue mane that appeared to fade into a sky blue once hitting her tail. He flickered to find her gaze when she was strong enough she would show him how to fly. His ears pricked up, his eyes lit up like a child on Christmas morning. He just wanted to watch her fly, he didn't consider she would be able to fly . It sounded amazing to him, he didn't know if she truly could accomplish the task, but it was something to look forward too.

    No on in his herd really found his horn spectacular, perhaps it was because they have always known him to have a horn so they never cared to ask questions. Maybe no one in her herd cared to ask questions about her wings, or maybe they all had wings! She stroked his horn, which was the first time anyone or anything has touched his horn. It was a rather odd feeling, almost like a tickle. It was different than something touching his body, not as a strong, but he was still able to feel the touch on his horn. He gave a small laugh when she said it was smooth I can feel your touch, its not the same as if you were to touch my body,  more like a light tap . Andras was unaware that his horn could grow to be powerful in battle, but for now it was just a lovely ornament that stayed on his head.

    He gazed at her as she appeared to get flustered after he asked for her name, He just remained humble, in the end she introduced herself as Gyps. Gyps he softly spoke out loud, familiarizing himself with the way her name rolled off his tongue. She than further discussed that she lived in the Golden Plains, he heard of that herd from his father. He never really listened to why he mumbled the herd name, it never came off as appealing to him. He took in a deep breath to announce his herds name but she beat him to the punch and asked him if he wanted to play a game. He gave a playful hop, overjoy with excitement Of course!! What do you want to play!? he asked with a smile willing to play anything.


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    RE: Just looking for your friendship-[Any] - by Andras - 06-25-2016, 09:56 AM



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