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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


    [private]  Out with the golden we sew // Warrick
    #8
    we are crooked souls trying to stay up straight
    It is strange, he feels, that the two are barely more than strangers yet there is now something familial between them - he can feel his family growing right before his eyes, and though it makes him feel his age, there is a warmth in the realization that grows steadily in his chest. Kagerus must feel it too, the way she responds so gently and truthfully. There is honesty in Kagerus, something that he would have found himself drawn to without her relationship with his daughter, which all the more encourages him to give his blessing. Though it is not something that they need, he will be forever touched that he had been asked. Suddenly there is more to Kagerus than simply the mare he had battled, or the General of Hyaline. He knows the moment she leaves she will enter his mind daily, just as his other children do, and he would worry and pray for her, hope for her all the happiness in the world. Within a conversation, Warrick has found another he could call family.

    Kagerus steps forward and Warrick immediately helps to close the gap between them with a step of his own, curving his neck so that a brief touch of his muzzle would press against her painted neck. She thanks him (as if he had done anything at all), and he finds himself smiling into the two-tones of her neck and the darkness of her mane. Their embrace is brief but full of emotion and new affection, a new joy in a time where love and light are almost forgotten. She turns from him, stepping out from beneath his curved neck, and departs from the Overseer with a steady gaze into his eyes. He gives her a gentle nod of his head, a smile pulling at the cobalt of his lips.

    “Until we meet again, Kagerus,” he finishes, before unfurling his wings promptly and with only a few strong sweeps of their navy feathers, heaves himself up into the air to continue to patrol his borders.
    Warrick


    @[Kagerus] short, but <3333


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    RE: Out with the golden we sew // Warrick - by Warrick - 05-05-2018, 08:48 AM



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