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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


    gypsey & dante | woke up with an omen tatted on my wrist
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    See, I abducted you, so I tell you what to do.
    Rhiannon rings like a bell through the night, wouldn't you love to love her?


    In her mind, her father was always the hero. Countless times she'd heard the stories since her birth, how her parents had met and fell in love, had screwed under the full moon until they had conceived her. A surprise, she'd been told, the old red wytch had never thought she'd have any foals. Yet here little Gypsey was. Now when she thinks of the tale, she envisions her Pa whisking her Mama away, the story-teller ever the damsel in distress. Canaan had fought wolves, weather, dragons, all to be with her mother. Gypsey absolutely adored him. This admiration almost made her hesitate when it came to stealing away from Jah-Lilah to meet the boys tonight. Almost.

    Closing her eyes and bidding the wind bring her their scents, she finds what she's looking for and her lids snap open. Picking up the trail of Amet's son @[Takhar] easily, (he was wearing that cat suit he so desperately loved) she crept east toward the playground. When she was certain she was far enough from where her parents had bedded down for the evening, she bolted. Her dark legs carry her over the grass easily, and she attempts to shift the wind to give her a boost. Stride lengthening, she eats up the ground. Her head held high, her creamy mane streaming out behind her, she is free. Gypsey has no idea how good she has it. 

    After plunging through the river, she slows to a canter, treading carefully as she approaches the playground. Spying Takhar lounging on a broken tree branch, she attempts to stalk him like prey. With an obnoxious yell she leaps behind him, failing miserably at scaring him, as usual. Breathless and laughing, she rolls her green eyes as he scolds her for being late. He should know by now she requires and grand entrance wherever she goes! Snorting, she responds.

    "Pshht whatever. You know my mama is on me like flies on shit at all times, sometimes I can't even fucking breath. Plus, I didn't want to wake my Pa." Looking around, scrawny tail held high in excitement and anticipation, she turns back to Tak. "Where's @[Dante]? He should have been here by now too."


    Takes to the sky like a bird in flight, who will be her lover?
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    RE: gypsey & dante | woke up with an omen tatted on my wrist - by Gypsy - 01-06-2018, 06:12 PM



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