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Date Posted: 08:48:11 03/03/02 Sun
Author: Hresahr
Subject: Run, run, as fast as you can, you can't catch me, I'm the racer-man!

A smooth, long-limbed creature keeps up a steady lope, dark brown fur rippling with the play of muscles underneath. Patterned by a splattering of blonde-furred rosettes, the Hresahr has no intent or goal set for the day, aside from hunting. Spotting several hooved felines grazing, he pulls back thin lips in a grin. Lowering his lean form, the predator increases speed, so much that so when he leaps from the rock, he's merely a blur of colour to the grazers. Shrieking wildly, the prey try to escape, but the Hresahr's calculated leap lands him right on one's back, snapping the spine. A quick rip at the throat, and the beast is dead. Allowing the rest to stampede frantically, the speedy hunter feeds himself. Yawning boredly, he then continues his 'slow' lope into the distance.

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