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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


    Evil by night, Kind during Day-[Ygritte, Any]
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    BETTER BEWARE, I GO BUMP IN THE NIGHT
    DEVIL-MAY-CARE WITH A LUST FOR LIFE


    The scent of crisp air was thicker today as autumn slowly turned her face away from Beqanna as winter drove her selfishly away. The chirp of birds gave way to the echo caws of crows as the black birds settle in baring branches like nosey vultures waiting for their next meal to collapse and perish. Ygritte was not fond of the seasonal change. She much more preferred the burst of colors that spring and summer offered. She like the way the sun dappled her bay coat as it kissed the green foliage of the trees above. The gentle touch of the weeping willow was a sensation she was missing already when she played hide and seek with her twins over the summer.

    On this day, the mare decides to leave the comfort of the Falls and go for a walk, a little quiet time. Honey hued pools glancing from time to time, observing the change with a bit of a frown. There were a few other bodies mingling about but most paired off as with autumn came estrus but Ygritte did not fear for her safety though she did keep a tail tightly clamped over her hind end. The reds and golds were giving way to brown and the flower crowned mare decide it would not do. No, she needed colors and life.

    With a bit of concentration, the small patch of dirt in which she stood shifted slightly as small blades of vibrant green grass sprouted under her. A tree to her left shook to life as it straightened , the limbs unfurling with thick emerald leaves. Small nameless wildflowers sprouted between the hooves of the bay and salmon mare and this made the frown reverse and curl to a pretty smile. She knew that the land would return to what it once was when she left the small circular snatch of earth but for now, it was a tiny spring haven. The crowned head dips now to clip lightly at the blades, brushing aside the tiny wildflowers with little huffs from the coral tinted maw.


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    RE: Evil by night, Kind during Day-[Ygritte, Any] - by Ygritte - 03-20-2016, 09:20 AM



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