Seeking that rightful herd.

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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

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[open] Seeking that rightful herd.

Varnish

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07-06-2016, 09:09 AM

Quickly she stumbled to a stand and rose to stare at the stallion that stood before her, her first reaction was to breath in the intoxicating smell of a stallion then walk past him only that she would walk extra close flicking her tail at his rump when she got close enough to it.

Whining back at him she turned around in a perfect circle she dug at the ground and lowered her head to let out her sweet words "Morning to you to Archam, and you may know my name which is Varnish" raising her head back up she smiled and flickered her big brown eyes at him only to try and entice him into picking her out of the others but the dark side of her mind pushed that away in the thought at 'who wants a big fat mare'.

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