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Post by Tristen on Aug 21, 2006 17:44:31 GMT -5
The wind danced in the the grassy, making the tall whispy hairs sway playfully back and forth with the breezed. White oculars gazed across the gentle rolling hills of the meadow, wondering what discoveries they hid.
Tristen rose from his sitting position to walk slowly along, still gazing about at the surroundings. This was neutral terra, and he wouldn't have been surprised if he encountered another creature. Perhaps scavenging a meal would be nice, not to mention fun... the thrill of taking on another creature seemed quite promising.
Smiling slightly, he trotted off, hopefull that the days events would be entertaining.
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