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Sheriff
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Date Posted: 18:51:37 05/11/03 Sun
~the sun tanned brute nodded, though he would not fight. he had killed his own father in a battle, and he would only fight if absolutely needed. instead his muscles were gathered as his nape was arched greatly. his honey glazed banner was raised as he pranced on spot. his pelt gleamed beneath the rays of the sun. his ashen talons dug into the soft dirt as soft snorts escaped his nares in rythem to the dancing. suddenly he bolted off, his banner flagged high behind him. the wind yanked at his mane, wanting it to fly free. a trail of dust was left behind him as he sped across the lands. his speed was immense, his limbs moving so swiftly they looked like a blur. he circled around the dove and her lamb, halting only when a light sweat appeared on his pelt. he slowed to a walk where he resumed his prancing, though no longer in place. the snorts were louder due to the run and his coat shone greatly due to the sweat intensifing it. once his limbs became tired and his breathing short he slowed to a halt. his emeralds swept over the fae, awaiting her reaction to his show. was it good enough?
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