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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


    A whole new world
    #1
    Étoilie ambles in her four-beat racking gait. She's been traveling for hours and hours... When will she get to rest? She wonders if this is indeed the place she was told to come. Oh, how she wishes her adoptive deer family were here with her! She wishes a good and noble horse will arrive and give her the acceptance that she so desires. 
    Suddenly, she pricks her ears forward. Is that an oak tree?
    Étoilie ambles towards the tree. Once she arrives at its base, she collapses in near exhaustion. Although she is tired, she knows that she must remain alert. Who knows what could be out there in this strange territory?
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    #2
    Hi there!

    Please make sure you've joined this character on the join board. Also, I see you've listed water breathing as a trait - please note this isn't allowed unless you have owner permission! Feel free to PM me or post on the questions/suggestions board if you have any questions Smile
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    #3
    Archam




    Archam found himself in the field today, looking for new recruits to his herd. His herd has severly dwindled from a booming herd of 7 to a small herd of 2. The mares disapeared from Beqanna all together, his foals gone with them. It was time to move on and find more protect, and bond with. A wind blew by causing his mane to momentarily lift of his neck and his tail to sway to the right. He stood scanning the area, there were lots of mares out today, but they also had there new born foals. Some mares did not have a home, and resorted to birthing in the field or the meadow, it was sad but not everyone belonged to a kingdom or herd.

    His eyes stopped on a liver chestnut mare, she seemed new, mainly because she looked exhausted. Out of nowhere the mare collapsed to the ground, she remained alert but almost unable to.  He quickly moved into a canter and made his way over to her, after a few moments he neared her. His heart was racing slightly, nervous for her condition. He slid to a halt a few paces away from the mare are you okay?! he said aloud, his neck dropped to the ground and he extended his nose out stepping near her My name is Archam, do you need help? he asked stopping a pace or two away, she could be skittish of stallions and he did not want to cause her any more anxiety than she currently had.

    Lead Stallion of Cobblestone Creek
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