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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


    Running From Our Own Home [Kenna, KINGDOMS]
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    Anahi let out a content sigh as she resumed her grazing, her legs absentmindedly carrying her over the grass as she ate. A short while after joining the kingdom of the Falls, the young champagne mare had become a diplomat, which entitled not only establishing peace between kingdoms, assisting the rulers in doing so, but also going out to recruit new faces for the Falls.

    That day, Anahi had paid a visit to the Fields, hoping to see some mares that might be a good fit, but did not see anything that perked her interest. The few she had spoken to seemed content with living their lives in the Field, and Anahi couldn't blame them. It was a nice place, but she'd gotten used to her new home. She lived among other horses, something she hadn't done for the better part of two years. She belonged to a herd, and served a very nice king and queen for the kingdom.

    All in all, her life was good. Hopefully, come next breeding season, she'd also have another reason to think of her life as a very good situation to have. But she'd be patient; she was good at that. She would wait another day or so before returning home, something she was eager to do.

    So, when she heard the sound of a loud neigh echoing from the nearby den area, a place where she had heard where foals went to find a new home, she immediately became worried. Was another foal there, looking for a mother or father to care for it? But no, something told her it wasn't. That neigh had sounded more mature than a young filly or colt. Anahi had to guess that the one who had neighed had to be around a year old or so.

    The champagne mare loped toward the den area, slowing her pace as she looked around for the source of the neigh. She eventually spotted something in the distance; it appeared to be two fillies, around the same height and age. As Anahi came closer, she also noticed that one of the fillies, the chestnut flaxen one, also appeared to have some sort of mark on her shoulder. From this distance, Anahi couldn't tell what it was, or if it gave her a bad feeling.

    Guess she'd have to find out.

    Stopping a comfortable distance from the two yearling fillies in an effort to not startle them, Anahi let out a calming nicker before speaking, "Have you two become lost out here? Are you looking for someone?"
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    RE: Running From Our Own Home [Kenna, KINGDOMS] - by Anahi - 04-10-2016, 11:53 PM



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