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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


    If we're talking about body, you've got a perfect one - Klaudius
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    When the glass-like scallop had seemingly evaporated before their eyes, his lavender face rose to look towards the inland jungles.  She took looks and without hesitation is leading them off.  He allows it - as any gentleman would - following in line behind her.  He didn't mind the view from back here one bit.  The heavenly rocking of her hips caused his heartbeat to quicken. A growing need forming the longer his eyes lingered.

    With the thoughts clouding his mind, he almost didn't notice the stretch of changing scenery before them.  He had been to content on focusing on a much different view, but her excitement grounds him again.  Enthusiastic words filling his lavender ears.  He comes up along side her.  The lavender of his feathers mixing with the pearl of hers.  Hazel-silver eyes look out to view the curtain of water covering the cliff side.  A charming grin paints across his lips as he looks to her.  With a twinkle in her eye she asks him for the island.  He chuckles softly.  Raising his maw to brush a tendril of cream hair from her face. An answer ready and waiting on his lips.  But he is cut short when a voice squeaks from an undetermined direction.  His eyes shift to find a creature of similar hue, with wings of a fish he has seen jumping from the sea.  His head tilts in curiousity, not because of the wings but because of her coloring.  He had yet to meet any of him and his father hue.  Though he knew many existed.

    The young lavender mare speaks kindly but with a hint of purpose.  He grins, "I'd like to think of it as OUR island." Voice smooth as a fine wine, putting emphasis on ours. He turns to look back a Sabra with another low chuckle.  The greeter of the island states her name and asks them for theirs.  His hazel eyes meet hers before stating, "Tell me Kylin... Do you know Kirin?" His question was not his answer but merely his curiousity of where she had come from...   

    Klaudius
    Calm Before the Storm



    @[Sabra] @[Kylin] So he's basically saying, not saying OUR as in theirs but our as in they have intentions of living there.  Right now Smile Go Team Wings... And purple ^.^
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    RE: If we're talking about body, you've got a perfect one - Klaudius - by Klaudius - 12-06-2017, 08:49 PM



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