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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]  you've got fire up and down your cheeks; Light triplets
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    Sunlight does not try to hide the mischievous smile that curls onto her mouth as her sister’s thoughts echo in her mind. Skylight’s voice then encourages her all the more, touching her muzzle to her obsidian shoulder with a dark (albeit soft) laugh into her skin. Her eyes reflect the dancing of her sister’s flame, burning bright and golden in her irises, pressing her teeth together and softly whispering, “Do it,” just moments before the flames fly forward on what seems to be on their own volition. Sunlight, unhappy with their size, makes the flames larger mid-flight.

    She snorts sharply in realization of the boy’s power but her ears fall flat in disappointment as Sky extinguishes the flame. Her brow furrows, casting a shadow across her expressive face. Skylight is the first to move, but not before she (a little more than gently) nips her shoulder to show her displeasure that they did not follow through in their game. She turns her face towards Firelight thoughtfully, scanning her sister’s mind before lightly tossing her head and following her other sister’s lead after a roll of her dark shoulders.

    His thoughts are already hers as she flips through them idly, finding nothing of interest particularly until...

    Sunlight halts abruptly and squarely beside her sisters (the trio were never more than an arm’s reach away from each other), her chin tilted up so that she might look down upon the stranger. “So it does,” she says in reply with a museful tone, pursing her lips. Her eyes are roving him blatantly and unapologetically, but then those sharp golden irises snap to him with a calculating click.

    “You’re right,” she says slowly, now addressing the horned colt with a look that is somehow both pleased and dangerous at the same time. “There is power here.” Her eyes never leave him as she shifts her weight so that her shoulders bump into Skylight and then into Firelight, resting against her sister with what seems like a sneaky smile on her lips. “Isn’t he right, sisters?”

    A roguish laugh rattles her throat.

    sunlight




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    RE: you've got fire up and down your cheeks; Light triplets - by Sunlight - 10-18-2020, 11:00 AM



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