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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


    Loyal, new and old; Orion, Popinjay, Aten
    #4

    I took the stars from our eyes and then I made a map
    and I knew that somehow I could find my way back

    Orion followed closely behind Lethia as she led them out of the dense forest. She matched the same pace as the buckskin mare, clinging desperately onto every movement she made so she would not lose sight of her. Along the way, Lethia made every effort to search for her mother. Orion desperately felt her heartache for each time they came across someone. None of the horses they met knew her mother though, and neither did any of them look familiar to her. Lethia reassured her that they would keep looking, but Orion felt hopeless as they continued into rolling hills called Loess.

    Lethia told her all sorts of different things as they made their way through the hills. She liked listening to everything the buckskin mare told her. It made her forget about her sadness and no luck finding her mother so far. Orion found everything fascinating that Lethia showed her. She liked the rolling hills called Loess, especially when Lethia drank the saltwater. Orion couldn’t stop laughing at the face the buckskin mare made.

    Moving from Loess to the giant red wood forest, Orion couldn’t believe what she saw. Her eyes grew wide at the sight of the trees and how tall they were. She had never imagined anything like it before.

    Lethia asked about her mother and her friends. She told her that Cathryn was her mother’s name and how beautiful her mother was—a soft golden mare with beautiful wings like hers. Orion then talked about all of her friends in the meadow she met and the adventures they would play while their mothers talked. It started to make her a little sad, and she fell quiet after that until they came to an open field and Lethia let out a call for all to come.

    Orion’s dark ears flickered forward. Cautiously looking at who would come. She wondered what sort of family Lethia had. The filly hoped they were nice—she really wanted to be friends with the foals too.

    Quickly, a colt and filly come bolting around one of the nearby redwood trees. The colt welcomed Orion warmly. He seemed nice—perhaps sweet and kind like Lethia. However, her head titled curiously, forgetting her worries about meeting the new faces of Taiga. “How did you know my name?” She asks with a soft, quiet voice. Her dark lips curled into a smile as he offered further warm greeting to her.

    The filly, to her surprise, burst through the space between her and the others. Orion’s ears flickered back in fear for a moment. Her smile faded quickly as uncertainty took over her dark features. She flickers an ear forward and quickly back as Popinjay blows into her ears. “Hey, that’s not nice!” She says loudly with a hint of mischief in her voice.

    Her attention, ears flickering forward once again, then drifts over to another duo coming their way at the sound of a call—no trio. “What the heck is that thing?” She asks looking at the feline called Amica. She cannot take her eyes off of Amica. Another colt comes up to greet her, but she is completely distracted by the cat. Her eyes widen even more when the cat jumps up on Kalil’s back. Immediately, Orion takes a step back.

    At the sound of the deep voice, her ears flicker forward. “I’m Orion,” she says softly. Her eyes turn to glance among the three other foals that surround her. She then looks to Lethia then to Aten and then back to the foals. Her small dark tail flickers and a smile brightens her dark complexion. “Can we all be friends?” She asks quietly but her eyes gleam with excitement. The filly hopes they will all say yes. She wanted to play with the new foals that Lethia told her about.

    – Orion –


    @[Izora Lethia] @[Popinjay] @[Aten]
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