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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


    vida;
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    It was somewhat later in the day, and by that time, Vida had long since found the grove she so enjoyed. The mare was grazing peacefully, munching on the delicious grass and enjoying its very good taste. She'd stayed there for most of the day before it was interrupted by the approaching sound of hooves, something she hadn't expected.

    Most of the horses here on the island were friendly, but were often off in their own sections of the island, or back on the mainland and recruiting new blood for the herd. Vida had been doing that herself recently, but came across an unfortunate situation and had spent a few days here, on the island, recovering, to try and get the shock out of her system.

    The mare knew she'd be ready to get back out there soon, so she'd enjoy this delicious grass while she could. Hearing the thundering hooves, Vida lifted her head and finished her mouthful of grass, seeing that it was the gold-pointed stallion Tiphon who was on his way.

    The stallion strayed to the mare's side and ran his muzzle along the arch of her neck, something that had Vida puzzled. For the time she'd known him, the stallion had not once touched her. Now, all of a sudden, this... action, was it for an apology? Vida figured so given what happened earlier in the day. Tipton went on to say that he was sorry, that Wallace had been reprimanded. Vida wasn't happy about that really, since she figured she may have been partially at fault, even if she hadn't figured it out yet.

    Tipton thought back and voiced the promise he had made to her before offering her a gentle nudge and then proceeding to stare at the ground. Vida was struck for a moment, unsure of exactly what to say next, before the words came to find.

    Lowering her head some so she could better see his face, the mare smiled at the stallion with a gentle manner, "Tiphon, it's okay. I am not mad at what happened with Wallace; if you reprimanded her, that was your choice, but it did not need to be in a harsh manner. Also, I am fully aware of your promise, and I appreciate that," she hesitated a moment, "Just don't be so worried about it. I know that I am safe here, so please, relax a little and know that I am not mad with what happened."
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    vida; - by Tiphon - 11-06-2016, 11:01 PM
    RE: vida; - by Vida - 11-08-2016, 03:33 AM



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