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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


    Morigan;
    #6
    Ever since the day she had been left to fend for herself, Raxa had made a promise: she would never have a friend. They only meant trouble for her; it was a nuisance really. Anytime she'd ever attempted at making a friend, that foal or mare or stallion or whomever would act the way she'd come to expect; that she was a freak, that she didn't belong among the 'normal' horses. Raxa hadn't always believed them, but she'd come to terms that she would never have a true friend, so it was easier to not look for one in the first place.

    And yet here was this mare who was offering her friendship after Raxa had simply done her a favor. The brindled roan had seen the champagne mare wandering in the snow one day, more than likely looking for food to feed herself and the little one. Raxa wasn't blind, she could see that the mare was pregnant and needed food. So, against her conscious telling her otherwise, Raxa went to the mare and informed her of the area within the forest where she'd found some grass that the snow hadn't completely killed off yet.

    Following that, it was almost as if the mare tried to find her every day when Raxa was walking through the territory, checking the border lines and assessing any possible threats that were being made toward the kingdom. Whenever she passed by the Cobblestones, she spotted the mare, who would say hi.

    It was never anything more than that. Always just a friendly 'hello' before she'd head back into the main part of the Cobblestone territory, more than likely to return to her stallion's company. Not that Raxa cared, she had her own business to deal with. But as time had gone on, she even found herself saying 'hi' back on occasion. Never did she think that would've happened.

    The champagne mare eventually introduced herself, and would offer her company to Raxa while walking through the Cobblestone area. Raxa would decline, saying that the mare had her own business as a diplomat to attend to, and a little one to care for. However, even while tending to those responsibilities, Anahi found time to try and talk to Raxa.

    Raxa didn't know why the mare cared so much. Was she truly just that friendly? She was asking for trouble by being so open with others. And yet, Raxa found it interesting that this mare didn't express sympathy for her. Even though she didn't know Raxa's backstory, Anahi expressed an understanding; she wanted to know, but knew it was a painful memory to bring up.

    To this day, Raxa hadn't told Anahi anything about her past, but found herself at least saying 'hi' to the mare every time the champagne greeted her. She even showed Anahi the way back to the grass hidden in the trees a couple of times. The two mares' friendship grew to the point where they would sometimes graze together when Raxa was in the area, something Raxa never thought would happen. A mare, actually willing to be her friend, and just talk about kingdom business and stuff going on like there was nothing wrong.

    But wasn't there? Wasn't there something wrong with Raxa? Everyone else seemed to think so; why didn't this mare?

    As much as she wished to ask, it was a question for another day. Right now, Raxa was enjoying the peace and quiet as she and Anahi grazed together near the outer area of the Cobblestone territory, pushing the snow aside to reach the grass underneath.

    Like Anahi, Raxa had also heard the sound of a nearby voice, but didn't recognize it, so figured nothing of it. If it was someone trying to sneak up on them, they wouldn't be so loud. Besides, Anahi lifted her head to look, but didn't seem on alert about anything, so there was nothing to worry about.

    Hearing her friend make a casual yet humorous remark, Raxa swallowed her mouthful of winter grass before she spoke to the champagne mare, "What makes you say that?"


    Messages In This Thread
    Morigan; - by Archam - 04-25-2016, 10:38 AM
    RE: Morigan; - by Morigan - 04-25-2016, 11:28 PM
    RE: Morigan; - by Archam - 04-26-2016, 07:52 PM
    RE: Morigan; - by Morigan - 04-28-2016, 10:58 PM
    RE: Morigan; - by Anahi - 04-29-2016, 11:17 PM
    RE: Morigan; - by Raxa - 04-30-2016, 01:43 AM
    RE: Morigan; - by Archam - 04-30-2016, 11:23 AM
    RE: Morigan; - by Morigan - 05-06-2016, 11:52 AM



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