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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


    [private]  dancin' in the rain in my best dress, fearless [Leilan]
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    She glides through the undergrowth at a long, lilted gait, gray mane with its odd rusty streaks bouncing about on the curvature of her neck. While she's not too far from Hyaline, that's where her thoughts lie. Is she making the right decision? Will she truly be a valuable member of a herd? She thought she wanted to go somewhere to think, but deep in her bones she feels as though she already knows where home is, or at least where she wants it to be. Why would she want to be anywhere else but in the land where the solemn mountains tower above her, where the rivers serve as her guide? The truth is, she doesn't want to be anywhere else. 

    Her mind snaps back to the present, just in time for her to see a short tree stump directly in her path - but not in time to maneuver around it. She sort of bolts to the side at the last second, but the tip of her right hoof doesn't clear the object, and she falls halfway forward, halfway to the right, landing with a dull thud, her rear legs folded to the left and her front legs in a kneeling position. Thalassa shakes herself and slowly gets up, straightening one foreleg at a time, and lurching the rest of the way up from her hindquarters. She bends her right leg slowly; no serious damage has been done, just bruising on her right knee. 

    As she walks slowly, slightly favoring her right foreleg, her ears swivel towards the sound of rushing water. She follows it to the river. She's never been here before, but of course, she has to explore. Thal reaches the water's edge and tentatively places her foot in, up to the pastern, testing the temperature. Seeing as it's summer, the water is cool but not overly frigid, a perfect way to ease some tension from her bruised knee, and cool off in the summer heat. She wades in, being careful of the footing; the last thing she needs is to lose traction and get caught in the current. The water is a bit above her knees now, and she nickers softly at the relaxation yielded by the river. Savoring the feel of the summer sunshine on her steel gray coat, she closes her eyes, content. 
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    Thalassa

    MIRROR MIRROR ON THE WALL, I ALWAYS GET UP AFTER I FALL

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    dancin' in the rain in my best dress, fearless [Leilan] - by Thalassa - 08-04-2018, 09:25 PM



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