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    COTY

    Assailant -- Year 226

    QOTY

    "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


    she's just some wild thing; any
    #4

    My grin breaks into a full on smile. This mare is full of life and energy, and is a stark contrast to some of the Jungle's older members who don't think it's entirely funny that I can mimic the sounds of a crocodile hissing behind them. I know I ought to feel a bit of regret for that, but it was terribly funny. My eyes light up at the memory. Maybe this mare, Elektra, was full of pranks when she was my age.

    I wince a little as her voice gains in both octave and volume. She must not be a soldier, with a voice like hers. The enemy would hear her coming from miles away.

    "Um, yes! I do know where we are." This a bit of pride for me, because not so long ago I would have been the blind leading the blind and we both would have gotten hopelessly lost and would have to wait until someone found us and I wouldn't have wanted it to be Lyris because I don't think she likes kids and Joscelin would tease me and… I blink, letting my thoughts still with a sheepish grin.

    "I suppose I can take you to mama." I hesitate, fixing the flamboyant mare with a serious look. "Just, don't make her too stressed or too busy. She's too much of both of those things lately."

    With that I turn and walk away, trusting Elektra to follow me. I have a feeling I will be able to hear her the whole way.

    It doesn't take long to find mama, and for once she is alone in the clearing where we sleep. I grin with delight upon seeing her gray form and beautiful curved horns, grateful all over again that she is mine. My walk becomes less stately and more of an excited yearling.

    "Mama!" I blush a little, and then say in a more serious tone, "I mean, Khaleesi, this is Elektra. She wanted to meet you. Elektra, this is my-this is Lagertha."

    I have stumbled over my words and I glance up at my mother with an apologetic look, and a teasing nudge.


    ANGUISETTE
    the jungle princess



    @[Lagertha]


    Messages In This Thread
    she's just some wild thing; any - by Elektra - 10-04-2015, 11:26 PM
    RE: she's just some wild thing; any - by Elektra - 10-05-2015, 12:55 PM
    she's just some wild thing; any - by Anguisette - 10-05-2015, 06:45 PM
    RE: she's just some wild thing; any - by Sarah - 10-07-2015, 03:33 PM
    RE: she's just some wild thing; any - by Elektra - 10-07-2015, 04:24 PM
    she's just some wild thing; any - by Anguisette - 10-08-2015, 12:39 PM
    RE: she's just some wild thing; any - by Lagertha - 10-12-2015, 10:50 AM
    RE: she's just some wild thing; any - by Elektra - 10-14-2015, 02:00 PM



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