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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]  fresh blood on the snow; any
    #7

    i'm nothing more than a simple face in world full of unique beauty.

    It's unusual how the other ignores the first, though the action draws her in further. She is more than intrigued by the other and she wants to know her, not only try and recruit her. For Crota had always been one that was easily attracted to those who were different. Who had an air of toughness and touch of mystery. Caw, Spear and Scythe were in all honesty perfect examples. Upon meeting them she had felt an instantaneous connection. Though if Crota were able to read the other's mind, hear her thoughts about her wonder of another womb, she probably would have felt the slightest bit offended. Only because she never would use another mare for her womb, or her children. For she couldn't do the same to others and not expect them to want to do the same for her. Though despite that being said, she would have understood the stranger's thoughts. If it were her in the other's position, she certainly wouldn't trust them either. Especially with her coming child if she was pregnant.

    It is only when the other begins to speak to her first that her ears prick forward and in the direction of the other. "Desperation." It is a word she understands all too well and in response she chuckles lightly. "You and I both," her words are silky as they slip through her lips and touched with a slight hint of amusement. It was sometimes better to be brutally honest then slip around and avoid it and honestly she wasn't the type to bullshit even with as nice as she tended to be. The other's light manic like laughter and stare does not deter her though and it could go with saying that she almost barely noticed it. The darkness in others was something she wasn't afraid of or deterred by. She had come to learn over time that even though it resided deep within most, that it could be a worthy advantage to having within one's home. Especially when it came to times of needing to protect one another.

    She is thinking of this, wondering about the other, as she allows her own gaze to match unfaltering with the other's. It only breaks though when the other startles and slowly her gaze slinks to the newcomer with ease. She watches him silently as he introduces himself and when he is finished she nods respectfully. She knows of Ruan, leader of the Taiga, and though she had not yet met him personally she had heard rumors of his strength and good leadership. But this wasn't the time to be pondering over politics and so she quietly turns her attention back to the mare. "City," her name is an unusual one, and makes Crota's interest peak even further if that was at all possible.

    Her short story of her life draws Crota a step closer, curious as ever. She had not seen the mountain raised, instead she had only heard stories. She had so many questions and yet she forced herself to stay silent until City is looking at her and directing her next words towards herself. "There are rumors that they are not as active as they once used to be unfortunately." She grows silent then, listening to the other mare's next words and allowing Orion to take his place as speaker. For he was the first one to approach City after all. Looking to him she watches the other's features as he speaks of Nerine and her interest instantly peaks. She did not realize the big stallion was a part of such an interesting home. That's of course what she gets for ignoring him at first. But she is not deterred.

    When it is her turn she looks back towards City and for a moment she watches her before shrugging softly. "Honestly, my homeland is a newer one. We are not as well built as Nerine, or even Taiga," she looks towards Ruan before turning her attention back to City. "But we are working on building ourselves into something great. Our goal at the moment is to become a land of Guardians and protectors of the different, the outcast, of those who may not otherwise fit within the mold. We are building a kingdom of the unwanted, the untraited, the different and in time, we plan to be a strong and recognized force. Though that is just step once. Once we reach our first goal, we will move on to the next."

    She grows silent then, giving Ruan his opportunity to speak. She doesn't want to reveal everything she planned. There was no need. In all honesty, City didn't need to know it unless she chose to follow Crota home.

    crota

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    Messages In This Thread
    fresh blood on the snow; any - by City - 04-21-2017, 07:01 PM
    RE: fresh blood on the snow; any - by crota - 04-21-2017, 10:00 PM
    RE: fresh blood on the snow; any - by Ruan - 04-22-2017, 12:40 PM
    RE: fresh blood on the snow; any - by City - 04-26-2017, 06:46 PM
    RE: fresh blood on the snow; any - by crota - 05-07-2017, 01:14 AM
    RE: fresh blood on the snow; any - by City - 05-11-2017, 07:00 AM



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