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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


    Babe, We're Free Falling [Khalani]
    #8
    Please Don't Take My Spotlight

    Khalani stabilized her breathing, she carefully watched the red stag as he asked what her past was like before he dragged his muzzle around her body. Starting from one shoulder to her other, her heart beat faster as he did so, butterflies went off in her stomach, she let out a whinny of excitement and curiosity.

    He returned to his position and awaited an answer from her "Well there is nothing to exciting. I was my fathers princess" not literal, as in his first born, held a sweet spot to him. "I lived with him for my whole life,  as I grew older I did not get along with the other mares, and I was a strain on my father. In the end he had to choose his herd over me" she turned her gaze away from him, she told the truth but hoped he would not think less of her for it. A continuing punishment for her adolescence. 

    Khalani

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    Babe, We're Free Falling [Khalani] - by Hasenel - 04-22-2016, 07:25 PM
    RE: Babe, We're Free Falling [Khalani] - by Khalani - 04-24-2016, 06:42 PM



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