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    Assailant -- Year 226

    QOTY

    "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


    I am one big, fleeting errant contradiction {Dale Pony Please!}
    #2
    the words she knows the tune she hums


    Zaravich was making a trip to the field as she normally does for her diplomat duties. Unfortuanetly there is such a thing as an adoption den in Beqanna, where the unwanted foals go until someone adopts them, it is thankfully a normally quiet area but today it was not. She heard the movement of others, which Zara found odd and decided to check it out. She had a daughter of her own, and was suppose to have another child but she unfortunately had a a stillborn last year. Her sides were beginning to grow, promising a foal was growing inside Zara. She has been rather distant from the herd since the stillborn, she loved being a mother and it was hard to watch the other mares with there children while she had none to care for.

    As she traveled deeper into the den her ears did not deceive her, a lavender foal layed alone, looking for someone to love her. Zaras heart instantly ached for the foal, how could any mother just drop off her foal, left for dead. She remembered how badly she wanted a foal, and there are some mares who just drop theirs off. As she stepped closer she noticed the foal was blind (cloudy eyes) perhaps that was why there mother dropped them off. None the less only a cold hearted parent would leave there foal due to a defect. She knew that Phaedrus would be accepting of a foal should she bring it home, and Zara was not about to leave the adoption den without offering a home. She stepped closer to ensure she was within the foals hearing range Child what are you doing all alone? she asked in a quiet nurturing voice. She extended her neck to the ground where the foal layed, gently nudging her shoulder giving away her position to the blind filly. She viewed her over, a carrier of wings just like Phaedrus was, and a smile came across her own face, This foal was beautiful aside from her defect.

    Zaravich
    the tiny dancer


    OOC: I figured her eyes would be cloudy like most blind animals, i can edit if hers are not
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    RE: I am one big, fleeting errant contradiction {Dale Pony Please!} - by Zaravich - 06-23-2016, 04:15 PM



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