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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


    From a little spark, may burst a flame - Terran
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    She never meant to make him feel like this, it’s not that she doesn’t want to say hello. But if she would, hello wouldn’t be enough. Ander’s birth had changed so much. Not only did she carry extra weight on her shoulder, this little being was depended of her, but she desperately longed for the boy’s father too.

    This was Ander’s time with his father though. And he had meant to catch the black and golden male by surprise, but he ended up standing alone in the little clearing. The confusion is clearly readable on his face and disappointment even more. ”Da-?” he is about to repeat, before a loud call comes from… from above him. Before Ander even can look up, his father’s big form lands behind him. With a rather unmanly yelp he spins around, eyes wide and he’s even slightly panting.

    Puffing his chest out he tries to make himself look all tall, but the pout on his lips gives him away. Thus far his little surprise attack. ”I snuck away, I wanted to surprise you..” he mumbles dejected, not at all aware that his mother had allowed him to sneak away. Not that his surprise attack had worked. His disappointment doesn’t stop him from lipping back at the corner of Terran’s mouth.

    The praise definitely made the whole ordeal better. How couldn’t he like to hear how big he had gotten, it sure flattered his little heart. With a proud grin Ander looks up to his father, at least in one way he managed to impress his big example. ”Have I?” he asks, needing to hear this little praise. He’s almost bouncing on his legs, reaching out to press his muzzle to Terran’s cheek before stepping back a little.

    His little tail goes up in the air, and he holds his head high and proud, chest puffed to look bigger. Like that he looks up at his father with his red eyes, quite a puppy look in them too, probably only making his attempt to look bigger look more adorable.
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    RE: From a little spark, may burst a flame - Terran - by Ander - 07-09-2017, 06:56 AM



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