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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


    A family thread! Friends welcome. :) (Eira, Weir, all siblings!)
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    Face your worst fears and conquer them.
    Papa had certainly been busy this last season, birthing two babies. Which was kind of weird but at least he was certainly special. He would be special anyways. Him and Momma had made me a part of their family and I was so incredibly lucky to be a part of it. Things were definitely not dull. Papa definitely kept things interesting.

    I curled my wings to my sides as I navigated a small trail through the pine forest. I was growing and growing, this coming season I would be two. I was finally growing more into my body and I wasn't so much legs and fuzz as I used to be. Now...now I was a little bit more proportioned. My thoughts were my own as I traveled the small game trail. It was cold with winter here and although I had been told it could be much worse, I still felt the chill in my bones. Soon spring would be here and that would make it all better.

    Don't get me wrong. I love the Winter too. I love the fun things Papa does with his own special kind of magic. He always makes me laugh and there's not a day go by that I don't love him and Momma a little more.

    But it had been a couple of days since I had seen them. I had been off wandering and they were busy keeping my newest siblings in check. Maybe it was time to check back in. I find Papa first. He is the easiest to find as he is often in the area where snow was falling when there wasn't any. I smile when I find him, brush my nose against his cheek. "Papa." And then Momma is close too. "Momma." I say, brushing my nose against her neck and curling into her side. "Where are my siblings?" I ask after a moment and nuzzle my nose into Momma's neck one more time, inhaling the scent that is so wholly hers and Papa's.

    Graeme
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    A family thread! Friends welcome. :) (Eira, Weir, all siblings!) - by Graeme - 06-29-2016, 08:38 PM



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