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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


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    "A shame," she murmurs, tempering his hasty reply.

    Aela stops a few paces away, pausing those fluid steps to better make out his shape against the shadows. His coat color had been hard to discern at first; with what little light there is, the navy hardly stood against the half-pitch shades that now always lingered. But she can catch varying shades of it as they gleam from the little light that she can provide, glowing from legs in gilded stripes.

    The stallion says whatever she has done, it is not something he wishes to experience again (does he know that she would consider that a compliment?)

    It's enough that it stills her consideration of a second attack. Aela tilts her pale face in the direction towards him and holds that smile, even as he appraises her. "You'd certainly make a pretty target," she says and the laughter doesn't come from her mouth. It catches the intense blue of her gaze and it flickers there, briefly, before she rolls her shoulders again in a nonchalant way. She has always been confident in her abilities (Aela considers herself an arsenal of Magic - if there is something she can't achieve with her gifts, then there is always the talent of her wit and her cunning). There hasn't been a situation (yet) that Aela has managed to sort out herself.

    For now, Gale seems to understand this and there is no need to remind him.

    He glances up at the sky and for a moment, her gaze follows. She has never understood the desire to fly. Aela has always been more than happy to remain on the ground, secure in the knowledge that the soil she treads on is hers to walk. She can't quite understand the appeal for a wide-open sky but perhaps this brindled stallion without wings dreams about them. The palomino glances to her side again, noting the absence of them on the brute.

    "So you're not out here searching for a thrill, then?" Aela continues to play along, tilting her head charmingly to one way while a dimple (a trademark of her birth mother) forms on the opposite side of her coy smile.

    But her curiosity peaked; what he has done is something that she has only known Heartfire to do.


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    Messages In This Thread
    but your savage love - by Aela - 01-10-2021, 02:56 PM
    RE: but your savage love - by Gale - 01-12-2021, 09:34 PM
    RE: but your savage love - by Aela - 01-15-2021, 01:18 PM
    RE: but your savage love - by Gale - 01-15-2021, 09:02 PM
    RE: but your savage love - by Aela - 01-22-2021, 09:21 PM
    RE: but your savage love - by Gale - 01-23-2021, 01:45 PM
    RE: but your savage love - by Aela - 01-23-2021, 06:12 PM
    RE: but your savage love - by Gale - 01-24-2021, 11:34 AM
    RE: but your savage love - by Aela - 01-30-2021, 06:58 PM
    RE: but your savage love - by Gale - 02-01-2021, 09:44 PM
    RE: but your savage love - by Aela - 02-05-2021, 07:33 PM
    RE: but your savage love - by Gale - 02-07-2021, 11:48 AM
    RE: but your savage love - by Aela - 02-18-2021, 09:20 PM
    RE: but your savage love - by Gale - 03-01-2021, 10:28 PM
    RE: but your savage love - by Aela - 03-05-2021, 12:35 PM
    RE: but your savage love - by Gale - 04-04-2021, 11:25 AM



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