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Post by ghostqueen on Jul 23, 2012 21:37:26 GMT
Sayre trotted along, wandering and following the water until he came upon this area. He stopped on a small patch of grass and looked around. As far as he could see it was either water or mud. Not the best home, but good enough for him. He grinned and reared, throwing his head. This was his territory.
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