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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


    the black lioness; gunsynd/any
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    Hohotep
    The casualness of his actions portray a different man than she had suspected back in the meadow. He is slumped slightly as they converse, his actions methodical and deliberate. He is no longer the saucy little scoundrel. No, that personality was tucked away after she was whisked to his home. Is Tep disappointed? Well yes. He is a tasty bit of horseflesh and a girl like her enjoyed playful looks and nasty little bites from time to time but Gunsynd seems different here. Relaxed? Yes, perhaps that is it.

    She nods quietly while looking away from him to watch the land once again. He directs her to recruit, to bring life to her new home. The orange of her eyes rotate to meet his gaze as if confirming her understanding of her mission. Delicate limbs moves to pirouette her form in a natural grace before she begins covering ground with urgency to find new recruits for her home. One look is tossed over her shoulder at the large stallion before she is gone.
    the black lioness


    just wanted to tie up this thread <3
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    the black lioness; gunsynd/any - by Hohotep - 09-26-2016, 08:56 PM
    RE: the black lioness; gunsynd/any - by Gunsynd - 09-27-2016, 12:51 PM
    RE: the black lioness; gunsynd/any - by Hohotep - 09-28-2016, 08:02 AM
    RE: the black lioness; gunsynd/any - by Gunsynd - 10-02-2016, 09:44 PM
    RE: the black lioness; gunsynd/any - by Hohotep - 10-09-2016, 08:48 PM



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