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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


    Stone || Edonis - ANY
    #1
    His approach to the rushing waters is a fast one. He finds that the winter winds carry their scents with ease. He is there in hours, no common obstacle in his way. Within his bones thrums the marrow of ancient lines built for speed and endurance. He is a machine willing to overload before it quits.

    The river rushes beneath charcoal hooves, his breath coming in quick gray puffs against the chilling air. All around him are the noises of the outside world. Birds sing quiet songs, squirrels hop from branch to branch, horses call to each other from afar. Yet at the river, he is alone, a lone standing creature ready to be sewn by the river rocks. He calls a single call, loud into the winds that pick it up and push it onward like a mother pushes her child to stand. Yet unlike a newborn his voice is strong and determined, filled with the song of a thousand lifetimes pushed into one harrowing note.

    Come

    It is all he releases from his throat before he drags his soaking pelt from the river bed. Like the night time ocean he is a map of dark grays and blues with twirling patterns of white dots and patches to break it up. He is the tide coming to fetch the bystanders, the whitecaps above the bottomless sea.

    Like the ocean he beckons to them.

    Come

    ((@[Edonis] sorry it is so short!!))
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    #2
    He has been here for what seems like hours. Back in Loess it had grown quiet and in response the gentle giant had made his way to the river in search of some much needed socialization.

    Temporarily gone were the days of being able to greet new faces and welcome them to his home as the kind diplomat he was. At least for now. As the hours he spent near the rivers edge passed he eagerly entered into kind conversation with the occasional passerby. Eventually though the world around him grew quiet once again.

    With the calls of the birds and the chatter of playful squirrels in the distance, the flea bitten grays eyes begin to grow heavy and within moments he is dozing - just barely aware of the world around him. For a while he is still, the chill of the air barely felt as he rests quietly. It is the sudden call of another equine that slowly draws him out of his peaceful nap and with heavy lidded eyes he blinks slowly before turning his large head towards the sound. 

    As his vision focuses he searches the rivers edge and before he knows it he sees an equine pulling himself from the rivers waters and with a slight look of surprise passing over his face he watches curiously. He couldn't imagine how cold the water must be, but he could understand that is probably why the stallion had been releasing loud calls as he swam. For a moment he watches the other until finally he steps forward without much thought.

    Heavily muscled legs and large hooves carry him towards the other and with a soft nicker of greeting he is soon closeby. "Hello!, his voice is airy as he speaks out towards the other. "Aren't you freezing? The water must be frigid!" He is not judging the other, he is simply curious and as his voice slows he chuckles softly. "I don't know if I could swim in this weather!"


    EDONIS
    fleabitten gray cross stallion
    the gentle giant of loess


    No worries at all! Your post was great, @[Tenebris]! Smile
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