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    COTY

    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


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    Aziz arrives at a canter as he slows he looks around, "Not too different from the forest frontiers i guess" he then trots over to a patch of uncovered grass and snarts to nip at it's soft blades, the stallion sways his tail swatting at the flies, he has no motive of coming here, possibly just for a break or maybe to gather a few for his herd, the stallion lifts his head into the sky and curls his lip smelling any scents nearby, the stallion then lays down slowly with his ear perked and alert while on the ground.

    After a few minutes the stallion sighs and gets up, once again swatting at any pesky flies that were left, the tallion started to walk aimlessly forward, the snallion gave a snort and transitioned into a trot, he stops at a path of grass and starts to graze again.
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    Messages In This Thread
    (Any) - by Aziz - 01-01-2016, 10:16 AM
    RE: (Any) - by marjorie - 01-02-2016, 03:23 PM
    RE: (Any) - by Aziz - 01-03-2016, 12:46 PM
    RE: (Any) - by marjorie - 01-06-2016, 11:56 AM
    RE: (Any) - by Aziz - 01-13-2016, 10:38 AM



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