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The paws of the great Siam champagne tan with belly roan Shedu pounding into the dirt. The mighty les of this fabulous hunter bending as he jumps on a large rock. The wild jungle for this mighty creature belonging to him. No creature could ever get close to being this perfect. He smiles as SS Pronto starts jumping along the rocks with his perfect legs. Soon he comes to his den. Not even feeling the strain of his many hour work out. No one could match up to him. His many human servants applauding his show of coming back. Their eyes of admiration all around him. A large smile on his face. Some stopping to brush his fir to make sure it stays per

Form leaned back at his post near the ruin doors. His dark blue hoodie zipped up and the hood over his white skull. His large eye sockets with the white pupil staring at nothing as the large smile seemed frozen in place with the large teeth shining for anyone that comes along. His gloved hands stuck in his pocket. His black shorts loose on his pelvis and ending just above his knees with the white squiggle line on each side looking cleaner than ever. His dark blue trainers in a cross legged position on the stations top. He gave a yawn which brought him out of his daze. He checked the time, “Heh. Looks like I stayed longer than I was mean