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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} The Thunder of Young Hooves in the Winter
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    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 she looks up at the waterfall. She rears up and pummels the air with her front hooves, and when they reach the ground again she sprints into the water,water spurting out from under her hooves. She ends the sprint in a leap and sends a cascade into the air. She grins at Tangerine, her mane dripping over her eyes and neck. Her eyes gleamed from under her dark mane as she looks at Tangerine. "Come on in!" She shouted. Her front half floated in the water, her ankle-wrists bent down, the top of her joint open to the air. Her back hooves were planted on the pebble-y sand shifting her weight slightly.
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    RE: {Open} The Thunder of Young Hooves in the Winter - by Rubble - 07-31-2017, 04:04 PM



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