[1] The beast was rippling in shadows as he walked, the sun glinting off of only the top of each sinewy wave of his thick body. He was a living work of art as he narrowed in on the frail woman's flowers, acutely aware that he would demolish her should she try to plead the flowers from his grasp.
[2] The scanty woman's body told tales of quiet determination, a soul who had experienced brutality, hardship, and failure but had never given up. Perhaps to another stallion, she would be a remarkable tale of perseverance and resolution, but to him, she was nothing more than pitiful.
[3] A medic was usually a kind soul, one that strived to see those around themselves at their healthiest. The question then became: why had Solterra made their sole doctor a man who would have no hesitation assaulting a feeble mare over a flower?
[4] Solterrans were savage individuals, choosing violence over peace and strength over vulnerability. It made sense with core values such as these that a warrior held every position. The opportunity for weakness slipping into their court was very slim, and if one happened to be more feeble, the other forty-five horses in the court would make up for it tenfold. Not only this, but Somer had not asked for the job, instead thrust into it upon arrival.
[5] With only a quick glance in the ailing woman's direction, Somer snorts and says, "if you want it, come get it," but it is only a taunting quip.
[2] The scanty woman's body told tales of quiet determination, a soul who had experienced brutality, hardship, and failure but had never given up. Perhaps to another stallion, she would be a remarkable tale of perseverance and resolution, but to him, she was nothing more than pitiful.
[3] A medic was usually a kind soul, one that strived to see those around themselves at their healthiest. The question then became: why had Solterra made their sole doctor a man who would have no hesitation assaulting a feeble mare over a flower?
[4] Solterrans were savage individuals, choosing violence over peace and strength over vulnerability. It made sense with core values such as these that a warrior held every position. The opportunity for weakness slipping into their court was very slim, and if one happened to be more feeble, the other forty-five horses in the court would make up for it tenfold. Not only this, but Somer had not asked for the job, instead thrust into it upon arrival.
[5] With only a quick glance in the ailing woman's direction, Somer snorts and says, "if you want it, come get it," but it is only a taunting quip.
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