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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


    CLEVER GIRL; ANY
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    She serpentines between birch trees and drifting leaves. Leaves which inevitably brush against her red and white hide, and entangle in her mane and tail. Subconsciously, she shudders and shrugs them away. Eventually, she senses a presence. Her ears flick back to catch the voice that resonates. She halts, craning her neck to see the creature who chose to wander a similar path. A jet black figure speaks to her. He could pass for a bringer of omens to some, she pondered. The magic of this world indeed flourished, supporting the wild and weird, herself included.

    She looks the stranger up and down, gaze flitting briefly over him. She flicks her tail to the right, it snaps quickly and swishes back to its resting state. What could have felt like eons in silence was only a few moments. She breaks the silence.

    “Observant.” a husky tone drawls off her tongue. She further turns her entire body to face him, but moves no further. Apologies if I disturbed your stroll.” her words are darkly playful, and laced with sarcasm. the smirk never leaving her face.



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    CLEVER GIRL; ANY - by Abyzou - 08-27-2023, 08:51 PM
    RE: CLEVER GIRL; ANY - by Infernal - 08-27-2023, 10:38 PM
    RE: CLEVER GIRL; ANY - by Abyzou - 08-29-2023, 06:09 PM
    RE: CLEVER GIRL; ANY - by Infernal - 09-12-2023, 08:07 AM



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