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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2014 8:05 pm
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The sun had not yet risen, but there was a soft glow to the horizon in the east as Shortened Way emerged from the entrance of the cave system that the Borderwalkers called home. The bitter, dry cold of the borderlands night had not yet broken into the beating heat of the day, but warmth was beginning to seep into the rough dirty sand on the sides of the dunes that faced the slowly rising sun.
The buck -- all lean and wiry muscle, his coat dusty with sand and grit -- was all but indifferent to the temperature, whether hot or cold. Born and bred in the borderlands and preferring from a young age to spend most of his time alone in the wilderness surrounding the tribe's cave system, Shortened Way had trained his body for endurance. As he stretched, digging his hooves into the cool sand, he let out a small huff of relief -- though he enjoyed his periodic visits back to his family in the caves, he was always glad to get back out to the quiet and peace of the wilderness.
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2015 7:44 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2015 8:24 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2015 5:48 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 20, 2015 6:57 pm
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