At first Antimony had had one of those shit eating grins spun across her maw. The taste of the energy, it was wrong, her face changing to one of thought. This mare tasted not just of a mare, but of the grass beneath them as well. Different energies were all rolled into one, Antimony found this an odd sesation. She licked her black lips as though they had dried and chapped, trying to place her finger on what this was.
It was not until the moon hued femme pressed her bodice against her that she had any inkling as to why that might be.Young and naive, Ant had never considered that there might be anyone else like herself. Her mother had certainly never hinted to this knowledge, and she had never in person met anyone that held this trait. That all changed in a single touch.
What was for a moment, Antimony feeding, had turned into Ant being fed from. She could feel the energy source being sucked from her, a sinking feeling crawling over her skin, her lapis eyes widening. She had also never been fed from, let alone fathom a thought that anyone could even accomplish that. She shrinked away from the older mare, side stepping with a bewildered look.
The full charge she had held, was no more, she swayed slightly on thin coal limbs. Nearby, a Jay fell from it's nest as the black filly righted herself, looking intently on the gray. "Don't do that."she barked, looking indignantly at the other. Her ears flattened against her skull, still attempting to shirk away from the empty feelings.
She'd never been outright asked why she was, the way she was. "I don't know why, I just am. I was born like this. If I don't, I don't feel very well. I can barely move." She had given up the pretense, azure orbs blinking up. "Why are you like that? Who are you anyhow?" The young filly inquired, now wiggling her tail with interest.
COTY
Assailant -- Year 226
QOTY
"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
You're so close to me that you nearly died [any]
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