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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


    Sunshine, daisies, butter mellow || Sawtooth ||
    #4
    Sawtooth liked empty.
    It was reminiscent of the beach. Empty sky. Empty-eyed carrion birds. Empty bones. Empty beach. Even mother was empty. Or getting there. 

    Each day the sea climbed a little closer to her corpse. 
    Each day Sawtooth took another bone as a souvenir.

    He tells her to be sneakier next time and she nods her head, tongue lolling out in the process. It’s the mention of another wolf that causes her to cock her head out of equal parts curiosity and confusion. She’s not sure how she feels about pack structure and rules. It feels necessary but she feels more like a loner than anything else.

    (little does she know that it’s pack mentality that made her seek him out. wolf or not, he proved to be an alpha.)

    Once he gives his name, her grin widens and she sprawls into the grass at his feet. Memories crawl all over her fur like maggots and she squirms as if to itch her back before rolling back onto her stomach. She lowers her head to worry at a hangnail on one paw as she mumbles around a mouthful of claw, “I was told to find you. I’m Sawtooth but the name won’t mean anything to you.”

    @[Wolfbane] wow I didn’t realize how short my own reply was. sorry love! ❤️


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    RE: Sunshine, daisies, butter mellow || Sawtooth || - by Sawtooth - 08-21-2018, 04:09 PM



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