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    COTY

    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


    josie, lanora;
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    The pace was slower than usual. He wasn't at all sure how to care for a pregnant mare. Could they even run safely? Hell, he didn't know. So they just walked, mostly, in silence. It would have felt awkward except he was too busy scanning the horizon constantly, observing faces of possible threats. His efforts had always turned up unnecessary but he found the familiarity of it soothing. He was still on edge, still unsure of what the hell he was doing.

    They finally arrived, though. Without incident, of course. Nothing ever happened here. He tapped her shoulder lightly before moving away, ahead of her. He eyed some brush suspiciously, but he could smell that the child had left it. That scoundrel. His brows furrowed and he glanced around. She didn't seem to stay put when he told her to, too bold to keep still for too long.

    Little warrior.. he called low to her, watching and waiting for her to show herself. It was time for her to meet Josie, her.. mother or friend or something.

    The three of them already looked to be a family. Each one sleek and black and graceful. He could only imagine the one Josie carried would look much the same. He stood back and waited for Lanora to come out. Josie would be the closest thing to a mother the girl would have, most likely, if they even accepted each other.


    ooc: short and sweet
    @[Josie] @[Lanora]
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    Lanora came out of the brush, looking for Kade. He was not hard to miss, a large beast compared to her small size. She looked up at the stallion. His pure black coat stood out against the colorful scenery. She inhaled deeply. It smelled of sweet grass, and crisp air. The slight breeze caused a shiver to run through Lanora's fur. "Yes, Kade?" She whinnied. She gazed into his eyes, her emerald green ones piercing into his. She smelled the air again. The same scents came to her, but new ones too. Mostly the scents of other horses. The small filly snorted.
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