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[OPEN] Some nights I'll still dream of you

Sacre Posts: 274
World's Edge Emissary atk: 5.5 | def: 8.5 | dam: 5
Stallion :: Unicorn :: 16hh :: 5 Years HP: 65 | Buff: NOVICE
Inari :: Red Fox :: Heal & Ríona :: Common Kitsune :: Electric imi
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Dear fellow traveller,
under the moon


Sacre stepped onto the narrow land bridge that led into the vibrant land of the dragon. Inari had already quickly bounded on ahead, tail flopping this way and that as a pile of dust trailed after him. On the other hand, Sacre remained on the bridge for a few more moments, staring out across the marvellous sea that he was only just beginning to learn actually surrounded the whole of his home. The only one problem with being new was not knowing these simple things, but the fact that he was surrounded by ocean made him feel blessed and he offered the waves a crooked smile of fondness before he stepped off the bridge. Cloven hooves taking him after his overly bubbly companion who was streaking ahead by now.

He hadn't been anywhere in particular, just his usual visit to the Thistle Meadow where he and his twin had been born. It was the only place he could go to enjoy his memories without trekking all the way to the snowy borders of the Aurora Basin. Sacre was excited about the future, but he cherished his past greatly, there were after all many fond faces in it.

Travelling along a little further inland, the colt found his bonded by the tree relic that stood grandly watching over them. It's branches provided a small portion of shade that Sacre greatly appreciated as he went to stand underneath it, watching Inari bounce after a weary looking mouse with a shake of his head.The vulpine was growing steadily and right now he was at a state where his ears looked rather large compared to the rest of his body and his tail was becoming increasingly bushier. All in all he looked awkwardly caught between pup and adult, a trait Sacre shared himself. Youth was clear across the features of both boys, but already they had shared many memories in their short time.

It was these past experiences Sacre began to dose off to under the archaic branches of the red sapped tree as the sun began to fall and night took its turn.

@[Aurelia]

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Some nights I'll still dream of you - by Sacre - 07-28-2014, 07:47 AM

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