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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


    between the raindrops; any
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    They haven't been traveling long, for Felicity at least. But she was sure that little Cha had grown quite tired due to her rather small stride. Although surprisingly the fiery girl had managed to find a way to keep up with her. It doesn't take very long for them to arrive in the meadow, a long stretch of grass protected by a ring of trees and boulder protruding from the outer edges of the vegetation filled area. 

    She bows her cranium, allowing herself to graze for a moment, hazel hues lingering on the winged girl beside her, and with a pause between chewing, "Cia, eat. You must be starving." She watches the girl for a moment, before allowing herself to continue to graze nipping at the verdant blades gingerly, allowing herself to raise her lavender crown every so often to have a look around. Her eyes flickered about, lobes swiveling in an alert manner as she scanned the area, few equine dotted the evergreen area, but one indeed di catch her eye. A lavender mare, of her skin tone stood alone. As curious as Felicity was she was hesitant to move, she had never seen anyone who shared the same colorations as she did. Tossing her head, in a rather commanding notion, she motioned that it was time to get moving again, her tail lashing variously at her hocks, letting Cia know that it was time to go(just in case she didn't catch the toss).

    With careful steps, she saunters over to the mare, hazel gems going back and forth, making sure Cia was still following at her heels, before she approached the pale purple toned mare. "Stay close." She murmurs to the winged girl, quickly and quietly before approaching. As she had no idea what this mare was like, perhaps she was nice but on the other hand she could devilish, and rather nasty, and Felicity wasn't going to take the chance of getting her newfound daughter–sidekick injured due to her curiosity.

    So with careful steps she approaches, gaze lifting to the the mare, "Hello! I couldn't help but see that we share the same coat color." She wants to speak of her white patches but she remains silent. "I'm Felicity, and this is my daughter Cia. Would you care to share a name?" She questions, her tone rather friendly, yet her body remains tense not liquifying, as was it's normal nature.
    It started as butterflies but now it just hurts


    @[Ciarran] Thought it would be fun for them to meet someone new Smile
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    Messages In This Thread
    between the raindrops; any - by Anastasiya - 10-02-2017, 01:07 PM
    RE: between the raindrops; any - by Felicity - 10-03-2017, 08:10 PM
    RE: between the raindrops; any - by Ciarran - 10-07-2017, 08:41 PM



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