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    • Year: 232
    • Season: Autumn
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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

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        Thread: do you feel like a young god? all
    Post: RE: do you feel like a young god? all
    The outgoing black and red appaloosa trotted along after Tang. Her eyes glancing around to the pretty buds and flowers peeking out of the trees and ground. She looked around to the horses she has yet ...
    		 Rubble Hyaline 5 3,437 09-20-2017, 09:34 PM
        Thread: Rubble, any?;
    Post: RE: Rubble, any?;
    The young female observed the male's ability to walk on water with great interest, having only noticed the water under him as Tang said it. She tilted her head slightly as she looked at his hooves res...
    		 Rubble Hyaline 3 3,352 09-13-2017, 04:11 PM
        Thread: Rubble, any?;
    Post: RE: Rubble, any?;
    Rubble looked around the lake, her gaze flitting to the mountains farther away. Her ears tilted and swayed, taking in all the sounds around her. When she noticed the lilac and white winged stallion wa...
    		 Rubble Hyaline 3 3,352 08-28-2017, 07:13 AM
        Thread: {Open} The Thunder of Young Hooves in the Winter
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    		 Rubble Field 14 7,871 08-28-2017, 06:37 AM
        Thread: {Open} The Thunder of Young Hooves in the Winter
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    Her smile falls slightly, and she walks forwards to where she could stand with the water at her elbows. She tilted her head slightly, her eyes narrowed as she thought over what the mare was saying. Af...
    		 Rubble Field 14 7,871 08-23-2017, 03:10 PM
        Thread: {Open} The Thunder of Young Hooves in the Winter
    Post: RE: {Open} The Thunder of Young Hooves in the Wint...
    She shudders slightly, and curves her neck. Then laughs nervously, and smiles slightly. "I-uh, I'm not sure right now. I'll wait to pick a place to go." Then her smile breaks into a grin, as s...
    		 Rubble Field 14 7,871 07-31-2017, 04:04 PM
        Thread: {Open} The Thunder of Young Hooves in the Winter
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    She stopped quickly, her hooves sliding put from under her dropping her to her haunches. She scrabbled back up to her hooves, snow clinging to her tail and haunches. She smiled and trotted closer to T...
    		 Rubble Field 14 7,871 07-18-2017, 04:11 PM
        Thread: {Open} The Thunder of Young Hooves in the Winter
    Post: RE: {Open} The Thunder of Young Hooves in the Wint...
    Rubble cantered after Tangerine, a wild whinny escaping her parted mouth. Plumes of whispy, frosty breath escaped her mouth, trailing behind her. She took in the scent of snow and frost as she pounded...
    		 Rubble Field 14 7,871 07-16-2017, 06:35 PM
        Thread: {Open} The Thunder of Young Hooves in the Winter
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    "Run? Heck yeah I wanna go on a run!" She reared up with an excited whinny. "My names Rubble, by the way." She said after landing back on all four feet.
    		 Rubble Field 14 7,871 07-08-2017, 07:08 PM
        Thread: {Open} The Thunder of Young Hooves in the Winter
    Post: RE: {Open} The Thunder of Young Hooves in the Wint...
    Rubble slowed to a trot and came closer to Tangerine. "Hello." She said, her voice was loud, not to loud, "Yes, everything is fine." She said with a slight dip of her head. "I come from a place far aw...
    		 Rubble Field 14 7,871 07-06-2017, 11:46 AM
        Thread: {Open} The Thunder of Young Hooves in the Winter
    Post: {Open} The Thunder of Young Hooves in the Winter
    The black, white, and red mare trotted across the snow covered field. Her breath came from her nostrils in frosty plumes. She trotted into the field, and pawed at the snow to get to the short green sh...
    		 Rubble Field 14 7,871 07-06-2017, 10:34 AM