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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


    [open]  We All Stood Low [Ygritte, Any]
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    The young filly gave a smile at Ygritte's daughter, stepping forward slightly. "Hi." She murmurs softly, lightly, hoping to make friends. Blazed returned the welcome. "Glad to hear you're up and about again, Ygritte." She says gratefully, ears forward and eyes shining warmly, a hind leg cocked as she watched with a smile Mandalock's approach towards the filly.

    "Hello, young one." She says softly, almost motherly in tone. "Marilyn." She repeats softly, putting a name to the young one's face. Mandalocks cocks her head playfully and smiles softly as Marilyn steps forwards, coming shyly to greet them. "It's nice to meet you, Marilyn. I'm Mandalocks. You can call me Manda if you want." She greets quietly, hoping to make friends with Marilyn and have a playmate.

    @[Ygritte]


    Messages In This Thread
    We All Stood Low [Ygritte, Any] - by Mandalocks - 07-07-2016, 07:57 PM
    RE: We All Stood Low [Ygritte, Any] - by Ygritte - 07-09-2016, 08:37 AM
    RE: We All Stood Low [Ygritte, Any] - by Mandalocks - 07-10-2016, 04:02 PM



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