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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


    balto –
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    The old jaguar pauses, nothing but her long tail swaying with thought moves in the pitch black. Her eyes glint, their sulfuric yellow shining dimly from the light of a lit sconce on the wall. The eerie blue of a stranger’s gaze shine back, but she cannot see the angles of his silhouette – he doesn’t seem to have one, as if he is part of the cave, or maybe s the cave itself.

    It’s not safe anywhere.” she purrs back to him, still paused in the mouth of the cave. Rain rages behind her, thunder bubbling in the distance, threatening to roar as it gets closer. “But it is raining out and my tired old joints stop working in the cold rain.” she chuffs, licking her lips and padding further into the dark cave, finding a high perch along a flat rock jutting from the smooth stone.

    Are you going to kill an old woman for seeking shelter in the rain?” she asks the shadow, licking at her wet paws as she sinks onto her bony haunches.




    @[Balto]

    i tweaked it a bit to match the current circumstance <3
    sorry it took me forever!
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    balto – - by City - 05-04-2020, 08:48 AM
    RE: balto – - by Balto - 05-04-2020, 03:12 PM
    RE: balto – - by City - 03-26-2021, 11:20 AM



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