Beauty and Rage [Imperial/Any]

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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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Beauty and Rage [Imperial/Any]

Kuma

flower child

09-20-2017, 09:38 PM

Kuma steps back a few feet as the silver stallion jolts, his body swiveling to face her. She begins to laugh, stomach heaving as he yells at her not to sneak up on others like she had with him. His reaction is not unexpected, and the fire in his eyes allows the pintaloosa to believe that she had, indeed, scared him.

"Well, maybe move your hair out of your eyes," She chuckles, gesturing to the blond tresses falling down his face. His gaze softens as he realizes she is no danger to him, and he finally gives her his name. "I'm Kuma." She grins at him, flicking her head to move her own chestnut locks out of her face. "And I promise I'm no danger, scaredy cat." She taunts.

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OOC: Sorry it's so short. Still super tired from being overworked xD

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