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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 shadow proves the sunshine - longclaw
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    like the sun swallowed up by the earth
    With a tilt of his head, Warrick notices that Longclaw stops abruptly, and only a few steps are taken before the Overseer stops as well, his haunch parallel to the iridescent blue of the other stallion’s shoulder. Longclaw’s reaction is by no means anything he expected, but as he watches the blue stallion at his side, he finds himself enamored. Longclaw shows Warrick his intentions, smoothing the worried lines of the Overseer’s face with each passionate word that leaves his darkening lips. Many have just assumed that Warrick would ooze the confidence and sureness of a King, but Longclaw recognizes the hesitancy within his voice and speaks to it, reminding Warrick that the slate is clean for them to rewrite.

    The winged-stallion lifts his head to the moonless sky, watching with wide eyes as the white-flame propels itself upward, sent there from Longclaw’s command, a brilliant and swirling flame that illuminates into the furthest reaches, and perhaps burns brighter than the volcano itself. Warrick is in awe of the beauty that shines like an ethereal glow above them, bold and bright as it lingers. 

    A new order begins where the old died away. There’s much to be done. 

    As if to emphasize, the flame splits and breaks apart, showering a large part of the beach in white light of the flame, the heat fading from it as they cascade downwards, his eyes following the myriad of fire tendrils and their descent. They cool and stain his auburn coat with the familiar feeling of ash, though he is not quick to shake off the residue. The moment had been memorable, and Warrick relishes in the motivation he finds stirring within his chest. He has chosen his Commander well, he decides, and realizes he is more than lucky to have Longclaw belong to Tephra.

    “Gather them. They are moldable creatures in your hands. Make them experts in their craft - and be sure that their loyalties lie with us only. We have no enemies as of yet, but there are always a few stragglers that cannot accept peace for long. Make sure they are ready, Commander.”
    Warrick


    @[Longclaw] Basically he can train them however he likes - mocks, training exercises, missions, drill sergeant-esque yelling, etc. Wink You can reply if you'd like, but basically this thread can be done! <3


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    RE: the shadow proves the sunshine - longclaw - by Warrick - 12-22-2017, 01:28 PM



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