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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


    Little lies and butterflies; Zayn, any
    #9
    He leaned on his father watching the little child being thrown about by it's own mother, he felt sorry for her. Nor did he even want her as a herd mare, she was blind injured and probably mentally retarded, he didn't want damaged goods.

    He glanced up at his father a roguish smile spreading across his lips,"But, dad... I don't want her. She's damaged goods." He spoke almost thoughtfully a hint of scorn in his tone, his crimson eyes fluttered about as he cloaked himself darting towards the filly and appearing once more to inspect her. "She's like my mother but, worse. What do you expect me to do with her?" He pulled her up by the ears figuratively of course so she was back on her feet, and stared at the ugly mess that Raincloud had bore to this earth, even Skyfire was prettier than she was and that says a lot considering he's an ugly son of a bitch.

    "Dad. I don't want her, just kill her already why don't you?" He rest his case, he wouldn't have an ugly mare prancing about his herdlands, not on his watch. He cloaked himself once more shoving the child over towards his father and slamming her to the ground, "Kill her, she''s your mistake. You allowed one of your mares to breed with another stallion on your watch." He provided the obvious evidence in his father's err, and rolled with it appearing by his fathers side once more.

    He knew his father had quite a temper and well, it would be easy to escape if is father couldn't see him, just bolt to his mother's cave. His mother wouldn't allow Zayn to touch her perfect little son, the only child she had fought for to protect from Zayn's wrath, and surely the little mare would do it again for her firstborn son.

    WAYLAN
    -NORMAL PEOPLE SCARE ME-


    I thought flamboyance was supposed to go, but I guess not I'm just rolling with it  Tongue


    Messages In This Thread
    Little lies and butterflies; Zayn, any - by Flamboyance - 03-15-2016, 06:56 PM
    RE: Little lies and butterflies; Zayn, any - by Flamboyance - 03-17-2016, 05:44 PM
    RE: Little lies and butterflies; Zayn, any - by Waylan - 04-18-2016, 08:46 PM



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