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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


    Zavarich
    #8
    the words she knows the tune she hums


    She listened as the stag spoke, the words he spoke were understanding but his emotions showed other. He seemed to have a lot on his mind, although Zara wanted nothing more than to comfort him she knew that he was not the sharing type. She did not prod into his personal situations and if he wanted to share them with her she of course would listen.

    Her gazed trailed to find his, he was caught up in his own thoughts, moments of silence passed and she began to think her own thoughts. Curious to what he was worried about, if there was a threat for her to worry about! Maybe what she said scared him off? Oh she truly hoped it hadn't, she has grown to care for this stallion regardless of him being with other mares. She only hoped over time he would grow to care for her the same way.

    After moments of silence he snapped back to reality responding to her, and than he began to groom her. She closed her eyes to relax, her heart beat faster and she hoped that he would not notice. She was growing to crave his touch and his attention, knowing he had little to give. They sat in silence for another moments before he apologize for not being much of a conversationalist. She gave a small nicker and touched her maw to his own before she lifted her body from the ground to stand beside him.

    He went on to say that he could be gone for several months at a time and he hoped that it wouldn't pose as a problem for her. She allowed a small laugh to escape her mouth not at all, I was alone for the same time if not longer in the Dale reminiscing in memories she shared with the Dale, silent years with the rare few conversations she shared. Her gaze was quick to meet his when she stumbled upon a specific memory Phaderus, Ramiel told me about a river? that Dale members go to, to get there spirit animal she paused to gaze over at Sheba, Weir had Darwin and Ramiel had his bird. Turning back to Phaderus He offered to bring me, but now with his own family, would you bring me? eager showed through her eyes, hopeful that he would find time to bring her. She was curious to what her spirit animal was! Sheba always kept him company, and hers would be there to keep her company! Although her excitement grew she didn't know if this was something the royals had to do, or if Phaderus was able to bring her.


    Zaravich
    the tiny dancer


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    Zavarich - by Phaedrus - 04-22-2016, 08:57 PM
    RE: Zavarich - by Zaravich - 04-22-2016, 09:31 PM
    RE: Zavarich - by Phaedrus - 04-25-2016, 03:14 AM
    RE: Zavarich - by Zaravich - 04-25-2016, 07:17 AM
    RE: Zavarich - by Phaedrus - 04-30-2016, 08:35 PM
    RE: Zavarich - by Zaravich - 05-01-2016, 08:13 AM
    RE: Zavarich - by Phaedrus - 05-11-2016, 12:22 AM
    RE: Zavarich - by Zaravich - 05-12-2016, 06:31 PM
    RE: Zavarich - by Phaedrus - 05-14-2016, 10:42 PM
    RE: Zavarich - by Zaravich - 05-15-2016, 05:13 PM



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