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    COTY

    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


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    The body rebounded from his strength, and his teeth clacked at only air. A beauty fell to her haunches and shook her dainty head. He lunged for her again, for the simple reason that his first snap at her had failed and he had a point to make. She scuttled back from him and dodged, forcing a frustrated growl from his throat. Dammit, sit still!

    Get back here! he roared.

    "Excuse you!" Her voice was painful to his ears, and he glared but ignored her. He pounced forward for another try at her, aiming for her left shoulder. Blood splattered her from his wounds, but the approach of another temporarily distracted him and he missed her again. What now! Furious eyes flew to the male, splashed and gold.

    Dovev stood still as the man circled him, looking him over like prey, the woman momentarily forgotten. The stranger didn't attack though, confusing him. Instead he tsked at him and asked what had been done to him. Dovev's eyes narrowed in suspicion. Who the hell are you. You know nothing about me. Should he remember this guy? He didn't. The chocolate-purple eyes were.. almost familiar. But not. No, he didn't know him.

    The male slinked to his right side, too close. His tongue licked at his blood from one of the lesions just before Dovev dodged away. Then the other was humming low, seemingly pleased with the taste of him. Dovev bared his teeth, but stood between this male and the woman. "I have missed you."

    The black stallion's ears pinned back, growing more uncertain the longer the gold man stayed. But his attention was diverted from Dovev to the woman behind him and he shifted just enough for them to see each other, but not touch. Blondie couldn't have her, she might be his soon if she learned to sit still.

    Who are you? What do you want?

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    Any - by Dovev - 01-11-2017, 10:36 PM
    RE: Any - by AuroraElis - 01-13-2017, 12:33 AM
    RE: Any - by Zoryn - 01-14-2017, 01:23 AM
    RE: Any - by Dovev - 01-15-2017, 02:12 AM
    RE: Any - by AuroraElis - 01-15-2017, 04:35 PM
    RE: Any - by Zoryn - 01-17-2017, 02:00 AM
    RE: Any - by Dovev - 01-18-2017, 02:06 PM
    RE: Any - by AuroraElis - 01-20-2017, 11:05 AM



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