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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


    I am a stranger to you; spear
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    C R O T A

    Summer truly brings a beautiful serene atmosphere to the hills. While the sun's rays reach each and every corner, the brilliant light dances across the tall green grasses, causing them to sparkle in the wind. And with the warm weather comes the small creatures of varying sizes, small bunnies with their little ones and squirrels running and darting through the trees. It is truly beautiful how wild this place is, how unique with it's different inhabitants and diverse vegetation.

    She is happy that she had stopped here, grateful even to have had the opportunity to claim this place as her home for the time being. For like she had hinted at before, this wasn't something she would do forever. One day, maybe soon, she'd pass it on to the next who was even more ready for it, and more worthy of it then she was. Her only desire was to get it started, to increase it numbers. Then she would leave it in the most capable of hands so to speak.

    As she stands on one of the many hillsides she thinks over her plans, trying to figure out what would best suit the home that, hopefully, many others would call home. She doesn't want to fail them, though she doesn't want to go too over the top either. She simply wants to provide what the consenus wants most of all in reasonable and fair ways. It is then she spots Spear and his bright painted coat amonst the green grass and with it she realizes that instead of trying to work it out on her own, it would be best to talk to those who had chosen to join her here.

    Stepping forward she lets out a soft nicker to the taller stallion in greeting and quickly picks up her pace into a fluid trot as she heads towards him. It takes her a minute, understandably due to her short legs, to reach the other. Yet when she does she comes to a graceful stop beside him and allows a smile to stretch across her velvet pink lips. "Spear! Hello!" Her voice is singsong sweet as she greets the other. "I'm happy to see you! How are you liking the hills?"



    @[Kristin]


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    I am a stranger to you; spear - by crota - 04-06-2017, 11:18 PM
    RE: I am a stranger to you; spear - by crota - 04-11-2017, 08:16 PM



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