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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


    [mature]  G A M E O V E R [Karaugh death/Kaurma birth, Solace]
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    Θuija

    Surrounding himself within the misty haze and sweet fragrance of decay, he watches intensely at each movement the filly made.  She grew curious and impatient.  Rising from the ground and teetering on new legs, he let's her explore.  Curious to see what she comes to find.  

    The red of his eyes seem to glow among the foggy edges of haze he is engulfed in.  They follow her movement from her fallen mother to the nature around them.  Her ears twist and turn.  To what, he does not know.  Her view sharp, picks out the faintest of movements along a fallen tree.  Lips curled to a devious grin, he wonders what special powers the daughter of his master carried.  Knowing the possibilities to be dark and endless.  Holding in a cackle, he notices her interest shifting to the distance.  Unstable steps bringing her body to face the unknown.  

    His blood eyes follow her lead.  Looking into the shadows the majestic red pines casted on the land.  Light crackle of dried pine needles was all he hears until the come into sight.  A curious pair of travelers headed straight for them.  An equine aside a canine.  Any grin he held dissipated into a thin line with each stride closer.  Was it the stench of death that brought them here? Maybe the wolf but a horse would avoid this area.  

    The pair slows and shares words just out of earshot.  His eyes narrow as they part ways.  Leaving the pegasus to step closer. A look of hesitation beholds her features.  A path and purpose made clear, as she heads straight for his ward.  A growl vibrates deep in his throat and rises with ferocity.  He does not break through the mists to expose himself but makes his presence known.  Should any intent to harm the child come forth, he'd be at her in a moment's time.  Deimos had entrusted him to protect the child and only Deimos could release him of his duty...

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    RE: G A M E O V E R [Karaugh] - by Karaugh - 01-19-2018, 07:35 AM
    RE: G A M E O V E R [Karaugh death/Kaurma birth, Solace] - by Ouija - 01-24-2018, 08:32 PM



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