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(.Dark masculine wanders in from the raid, limping significantly. He trots as fast as he can(which ends up to be a very slow, uneven trot) towards the pair of mares. Lobes perk and he eyes them, stopping by the females.) Hello, misses. How are we doing today? (.Smile pinches at the corners of his mouth and he lets the pleasurable feeling of happiness wash over him. He perks up his ears and opens his mouth to answer the quizzical looks he knew would come.) We won the raid. I won the fight. We get the mares. (.Sudden cough racks the massive steed's bod and he lowers himself to the ground as soon as he is steady enough to move. He rolls over on his side and tries to fall asleep, barely suceeding in even this.) |
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