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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


    what am I fighting for? birthing, any
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    Archam





    He gazed at the filly who truly was an odd one, her coloring was similar to the equines of the chamber which made him curious to the father of the foal. His gaze lifted to Morigan when she announced the fillies name and he smiled gently Just as pretty a name as yours they did have similar names, both of which he liked. They came off the tongue easily.

    the filly lifted herself off the ground to what he expected to be her first steps and he smiled at her, for whatever reason he truly enjoyed the innocence foals had. The filly managed to bound over to Archam and give a sniff before her wobbly legs sent her back to her mother. He gave a gentle laugh and extended his nose out to the mare snorting gently memorizing the fillies scent. He lifted his head to find Morigans gaze There innocence is the most entertaining not really sure how to approach conversation with a mare who had a foal that was not is.  

    Lead Stallion of Cobblestone Creek


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    RE: what am I fighting for? birthing, any - by Archam - 05-15-2016, 05:49 PM



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