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    COTY

    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


    [open]  Wandering
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    Delphinium whinnied a full of joy sound as she saw the grasses. She is not fond of snow she finds out as her smaller size is not very good in it but it is fun if cold.
    "Thank you Moira!" She says as she proceeds to wander into the grasses before lowering her muzzle and munching a tuft of grass. She flicks her white creamy tail in contentment.
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