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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


    Withered [Any]
    #8
    Oh, this couldn't be good. Raxa knew a sound like that anywhere. And it was bad news for her being here. She still technically belonged to a kingdom, and not really a herd, but that didn't mean the stallion wouldn't try. And that sure leaned Raxa wouldn't let him try anything without putting up a fight.

    So, in response to the stallion, the brindled mare whipped around, snorting at him, her nostrils flared as she warned him to stay back. She stomped one of her front hooves, her tail flicking back and forth in an angry fashion.

    "Get out of here stallion, I know what you want here. You aren't getting her, or me," Raxa snapped, rearing up on her hind legs to ward the stallion off.
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    Withered [Any] - by Brigha - 08-12-2016, 08:52 PM
    RE: Withered [Any] - by Raxa - 08-12-2016, 10:52 PM
    RE: Withered [Any] - by Brigha - 08-13-2016, 01:58 AM
    RE: Withered [Any] - by Raxa - 08-13-2016, 02:06 AM
    RE: Withered [Any] - by Brigha - 08-20-2016, 02:06 AM
    RE: Withered [Any] - by Raxa - 08-21-2016, 11:10 PM
    RE: Withered [Any] - by Willoway Free Spirit - 08-22-2016, 05:41 PM
    RE: Withered [Any] - by Raxa - 08-22-2016, 07:25 PM
    RE: Withered [Any] - by Willoway Free Spirit - 08-23-2016, 01:33 AM



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