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    • Year: 233
    • Season: Winter
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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

    Beqanna › OOC › Archive › Field » [open]  A Start of Sorts - Any

    [open]  A Start of Sorts - Any
    Kanalai
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    11-22-2017, 08:40 PM
    Kanalai looks toward the stranger, his piercing mismatched eyes captivate her. Her eyes follow the scars that roll down his red roan body. She assumes he's had a rough past and she smiles empathetically. 

    Kanalai locks eyes with the stallion and flicks her tail. 
    "Hello Diable Rouge, I'm Kanalai, it's nice to meet you," she pauses to look around. "What brings you to the fields?"
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    A Start of Sorts - Any - by Kanalai - 11-22-2017, 07:09 PM
    RE: A Start of Sorts - Any - by Diable Rouge - 11-22-2017, 08:05 PM
    RE: A Start of Sorts - Any - by Kanalai - 11-22-2017, 08:40 PM
    RE: A Start of Sorts - Any - by Diable Rouge - 11-25-2017, 07:37 PM
    RE: A Start of Sorts - Any - by Kanalai - 12-10-2017, 02:12 PM



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