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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


    you're the beacon / saedis, enniska, & any
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    Their walk to Tephra is a gorgeous one, with an early spring dawn cresting the hills. The scents of spring linger in the air as they weave between grassy, rolling hills to reach the shoreline. Wound enjoys the trip peacefully, although she cannot help but wince every once in a while as the added weight of her unborn child causes more pain to her limp. She does not fault her child ever, but as her sides continue to swell the aches and pains become a bit more frustrating. Regardless of her soreness, Wound happily answers any questions either of the mares might have for her.

    The silver bay is happy to see that the tide has rolled out when they reach the canal. A sandbank lies before them, the granules heavily-packed and still damp with saltwater. Tidal pools are found sporadically spread along the shoreline. Wound turns to explain the situation to Saedis and Enniska. “Tephra is actually an island just off Beqanna’s mainland. When the tide comes in, this sandbank will be covered with ocean water. It’s not impossible to swim through, but I usually wait until the tide goes out.” She offers them a tender smile of comfort before turning to briskly limp across the bank, weaving between tide pools containing assorted ocean wildlife waiting to be released back to their homes as the water rolls back in.

    As they reach the other side of the canal, densely-packed sand turns into fine pebbles. The large volcano that loomed in the distance is now much closer — only on the other side of the island. Wound pauses once they reach the treeline, where the rocks condense themselves into well-traveled dirt. The morning has passed by now as they’ve traveled. There is no snow in sight, despite it still being the early days of spring.

    “Welcome to Tephra, Saedis and Enniska.” A sunny smile brightens the silver bay’s face. “It is always humid here, so we rarely see snow. On the other side of the island is our volcano, but I haven’t heard of it erupting.” Wound’s ears flick toward the depths of the forest, where she knows Longclaw is hiding somewhere. He’s met her to greet the recruits each time thus far, and part of her wonders if he will show up again (she hopes so, although the sensible side of her mind curses her out for that thought).

    “Do either of you have any questions?”

    @[Saedìs] @[Enniska] In order to keep with the timeline, this thread is taking place in early spring, before Wound births Wishbone ((:


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    you're the beacon / saedis, enniska, & any - by wound - 01-27-2018, 04:51 PM



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