A new monster stirred the field, seeking flesh. Not that of horses, but of moose. Venison, even. I raises its nose, dark as the night around it. Slowly, she marks her prey. The poor fawn. Her teeth find their mark. The fawn lets out the most thrilling of sounds, then goes limp. While the blood is fresh, hot even, her teeth sink in. She relishes on this prize. How foolish of that Doe to have a fawn wander too close to her. Her meal finished, leaving only a blod stain in the snow behind, she searches for what she has herd is called a chamberlain. Of course, she'll settle for one of the outskirting herds. She stands by a lone tree, making it look spookey and ominous. Blood fresh on her lips, she eagerly awaits.
- Year: 233
- Season: Winter
- SWP: None
COTY
Assailant -- Year 226
QOTY
"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
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