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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]  dirty paws & glistening scales
    #5
    He is suddenly met with an object in his path and his dark eyes take a moment to refocus. He nearly plows through her anyway, but stops short at the last moment and draws his chin to his chest, snorting loudly. A single forehoof digs at the ground for a moment, ears flicking backwards casually. There was no time for this, but the girl is young (not much younger than him, actually, but he likes to pretend he is a man) and he is unsure if spouting off what his third eye had shown him would frighten her or make him out to be a mad man.

    Warden’s ivory wings twitch uneasily at his sides, almost as if they were threatening to suddenly open wide and carry him into the air. He presses his lips together, the pale white of his face staring downward at the bronzed girl, the soft pink of his nose wrinkling. He nearly thinks to tap her with one of his horns, just to see what she would do, but refrains. The girl motions to a darker shape just ahead of them and the darkness of his eyes follow the gesture. Warden is about to dismiss her with a little more than a prudent shrug of his shoulders, when his name is spoken.

    In the same moment the shape came to life, leaping towards him. Warden’s eyes darken, looking down at the wolf pup quizzically. He had seen many shifters and the likes of the one before him does not surprise him. The pup knowing his name, however, does. He blinks, then tosses his head. He did not know when his vision would come to fruition, but he must do something to stop it. Something; anything.

    “I cannot wait,” he says to the dark wolf, turning his eyes to the girl who had blocked his path originally. “Nor can I take the time to watch where I am going. ” There is no time. He pauses, inhaling deeply and trying to appear calm despite the uneasiness that sours his stomach. “Excuse me,” he mumbles, attempting to brush past them and hoping that they would not pry or follow him. 

    @[Firen] @[Phesque]
    Of course not, join us!! 
    <3


    Messages In This Thread
    dirty paws & glistening scales - by Firen - 05-11-2019, 07:10 PM
    RE: dirty paws & glistening scales - by Phesque - 05-27-2019, 11:30 PM
    RE: dirty paws &amp; glistening scales - by Firen - 05-29-2019, 03:24 PM
    RE: dirty paws &amp; glistening scales - by Warden - 05-30-2019, 09:45 AM
    RE: dirty paws & glistening scales - by Phesque - 06-02-2019, 01:24 PM



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