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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


    Help Is All I Ask For
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    A voice called out through the silence, startling Siba from her thoughts. However, the mare kept it quiet, not wanting the new arrival to know she'd been startled. She couldn't afford to let herself be seen as weak, not right now while she was shielding her dam.

    A handsome stallion a few inches taller than Siba appeared from the tree line, his light bay coat glittering in the sunlight. Siba had to admit, seeing him appear like that had her a bit flustered. She almost forgot to voice her own words when he walked up to them, introducing himself by name and asking what the two painted mares were doing here.

    Shaking her head to juggle her thoughts back into place, Siba nodded her head to the stallion, glancing back at her dam to see that she too was looking at Amet. Siba gave him another once-over, getting a better picture as he was closer this time.

    His light bay coat glittered with a metallic sheen, his dark brown mane and tail a few shades darker than Siba's splotches. Looking a bit closer, she also noticed it was not a totally normal coat; it seemed more like the texture of the reptiles and lizards Siba had seen among the meadow grasses growing up. She still didn't like snakes since that incident in the Falls a number of seasons ago.

    She looked up to speak to him, and withheld a gasp. He had startling amber eyes, so much that when she met his gaze with her one working light blue eye, she didn't know what to say. What should she say, looking at a stallion like this?

    After what seemed like an eternity (but in reality was a few seconds), Siba finally spoke to Amet, "Hello. Well met Amet; my name is Siba. This is my mother, Nitika," she motioned to the mostly-white painted mare standing slightly behind her.

    "We've actually been walking for a long time, in search of a home. Our previous escapades haven't turned out as successfully as I had hoped. We had heard tales of this place and I wished to come have a look to see if it could be suitable, and, of course, if we can be accepted by the kingdom's leaders."


    Messages In This Thread
    Help Is All I Ask For - by Siba - 05-30-2017, 06:54 PM
    RE: Help Is All I Ask For - by Amet - 06-04-2017, 02:08 PM
    RE: Help Is All I Ask For - by Siba - 06-04-2017, 09:20 PM
    RE: Help Is All I Ask For - by Iset - 06-07-2017, 08:31 PM
    RE: Help Is All I Ask For - by Siba - 06-07-2017, 09:43 PM
    RE: Help Is All I Ask For - by Amet - 06-10-2017, 09:12 PM
    RE: Help Is All I Ask For - by Siba - 06-11-2017, 12:27 AM



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