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    COTY

    Assailant -- Year 226

    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


    Long May She Reign |Castile|
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    Long May She Reign


    She had made a silent return, no one really noticed that she had been back...not even Castile...

    Enough was enough, there had been too much time since she had last seen Castile, the stag she devoted her followership too...with little gratitude in return...regardless she has a small spot for him in her heart, a friendship that blossomed.

    She travels in her new cat form, black as night, quietly lurking. She may not be in equine form, but he wasn't stupid, Castile would sniff her out. Castileee, she meows out his name, remaining close to the treeline, her eyes scanning the horizon for the black and white..friend..

    MARY



    @[Castile]








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