wish you weren't so frickin' awkward, bud.

COTY

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

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[open] wish you weren't so frickin' awkward, bud.

Aten
Taiga Leader

Nomad

06-22-2019, 10:51 AM

At hearing the compliment from the palomino mare, Turul flapped his wings and smiled proudly, almost as if he were taking complete credit for this. Turning his eyes to his friend, Aten flicked his tail to chase the falcon off, pleased when the bird of prey opened his wings and took flight to head for one of the nearby trees. He didn't need a babysitter for this.

"I agree, it is a rather beautiful night out. The Meadow seems to be in our favor."

Oly questioned where it was Aten called home, which he offered, "I am from the land called Taiga. It is located up north, by the ocean kingdom Nerine, a sister kingdom."

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