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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


    [open]  something evil this way comes [ Silver Cove Pony]
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    you've sung discord in your final hour

    A viper.
    Coiled in wait.

    The stag is confident.
    A grin upon his painted face.
    Does he not know he could be in danger?
    hmm yesss...
    She is impressed.
    Not many dare approach the dark crone  with such confidence.
    She may decide against striking.

    She can feel the electricity.
    Plucking at the silken ebony hairs that clung to her wispy frame.
    Closer now.
    She could lunge.
    Sink her teeth into his warm flesh…
    No.
    She found him too fascinating.
    Kicking out a delicate hind, flicking thin tendrils of hair that draped down into a pool of silver around her hooves.
    ”It is."
    Her voice is deep and sultry.
    A pur, bordering a growl, escapes her velvety black lips.

    Ensnared.
    The beast ensnared.
    Teal eyes drawing her in ever so gently.
    Chem
    Like chemical reaction.
    It was fitting.

    The crone liked his charm, his confidence.
    She allows him to drink her in.
    Coiling around him.
    Black eyes glimmering in the morning light.
    A cruel grin paints her scarred face giving her even more of a devilish appearance.
    ”Chem...it’s a pleasure. I am Shadowmere.”
    She lets his name linger on her tongue, savoring the sound of it.
    ”Perhaps you might help me? You see, I am just itching to find a place to call home. Might you have any suggestions?
    The words held a suggestive tone.

    This painted stag.
    He intrigued her.
    Her ebony gaze tracing over every muscle, every scar, every splash of ivory that draped over his sleek black coat.
    He was magnificent.
    Maybe she had been too forward, but what would you expect from a predatory creature such as herself.
    She was no modest damsel.

    SHADOWMERE

    mother of darkness



    @[Chemdog]
    OOC: I absolutely love himmm!!! <3
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    RE: something evil this way comes [ Silver Cove Pony] - by Shadowmere - 04-22-2021, 08:23 PM



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