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    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


    looking to the sky to save me (any)
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    Summer has never been his favorite season he was more of a autumn and spring sorta guy.  He wasn't a fan of being overly warm like he was now, he swished his long tail around his side's to get the pesky insects off his back, this is the worst part about these warmer months the insects that bite making his skin crawl. He tossed his head making his chocolate and cream swirled mane flutter and fly around him. 

    He walked silently on the outskirts of the field in the trees to stay out of the direct sunlight. Any shade is better than nothing. He has traveled a long way to get to the ever changing environment of Beqanna it was something new and he needed new, he needed change. In his last home it was the same thing different day all he wanted was to meet new faces and change his routine, maybe branch out a bit in his personality. 

    Galthazar sighed softly as he came to a halt near a creek and a couple pine trees. This would be a good spot to rest at. He walked over to the creek the dirt around it delightfully soft. Ripples and waves interupted the regular flow of the water as he dipped his feet in. He lowered his handsome head and took a couple sips. He never asked for the wondering life, it sort of just happened when his herd disappeared with out a trace. It didn't really bother him he hasn't really been attached to anyone in his life. His parents were bearly there and he never really met a women that makes his heart race. He is comfortable with being alone for the most part but he can't remember the last actual conversation he had with another. 

    Galth sighed softly and looked around him it was beautiful here, mountains on the horizon, an ocean near by, he heard there is a desert somewhere but who knows anymore. This was an adventure he was willing to take. He just has to think of when to leave the field and where he will go afterwords. He shrugged to himself and brought his head down and started clipping off the tops of the green grass at his feet.
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