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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


    Looking for a Herd
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    Kodiak stood tall turning around and facing Black, her icy blue orbs checking him over, "Hello Black Ranger." She had dipped her long cranium down and up in a cordial greeting. The black stallion's presence had comforted the mare's lonely stance. Her tail flicked inquisitively, "My name is Kodiak." The dam said in a beautiful tune. "And, I accept your request for me to help build your own herd." Kodiak flipped her cream and palomino mane.
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    Looking for a Herd - by Katiejofoo - 06-05-2015, 02:02 PM
    RE: Looking for a Herd - by Black Ranger - 06-05-2015, 05:46 PM
    RE: Looking for a Herd - by Katiejofoo - 06-06-2015, 12:36 PM
    RE: Looking for a Herd - by Black Ranger - 06-06-2015, 06:32 PM



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