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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]  For the strength of the pack is the wolf...
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    Meiilyn
    ..and the strength of the wolf is the pack
    ..and the strength of the wolf is the pack
    Dappled head is raised swiftly at the faintest rustling through the bushes and trees, her tufted ears flicking back and forth as her nostrils flare, trying to scent what it was that moved through the forested area with seemingly no real destination in mind. Perhaps if she was more learned in the ways of her wolf-kin she would have known how to descern the others presence but she is young and as such inexperienced.

    A barking cough breaks the comfortable silence that had descended around her and she half-turns, eyes narrowing at the entrance to the clearing and the other who now stood there. The girl (?) seemed to be falling apart at the seams, the faintest sickly sweet stench causing Meiilyn's muzzle to wrinkle slightly before she mentally checks herself for being rude and smiles slightly in the strangers direction.

    "I'm Meiilyn. Are you alright? You don't look very well." She was aware she was stating the obvious but she was unversed in the art of conversation, indeed it had been a while since she'd seen anyone other than the wolf-kin who had taken her in.



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    For the strength of the pack is the wolf... - by Meiilyn - 01-05-2019, 02:45 AM
    RE: For the strength of the pack is the wolf... - by Meiilyn - 01-13-2019, 03:06 AM



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