| Subject: Slinking idly into his old home, the starkly palomino stallion gazes around with cruel satisfaction. |
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Ziraga
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Date Posted: 18:46:24 07/23/02 Tue
His platinum mane and tail and tainted gold hide shine with equal splendor in the sinking sun, and his eyes of acid green gaze out with nothing but maliciousness at all present. "Well, well, well..." he mutters to himself. "If it isn't the usual suspects."
But the air around the slender, elegant stallion abruptly begins to shimmer oddly, concealing his actual shape until... moments later, in his place is an immense, stunning dragon, upper scales gleaming gold in the light, underside purest ivory, and those same eyes of chlorine green. Idly he toys with his long, deadly scythes of claws, flexing and stretching his wings a moment... before taking to the air, soaring high above.
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