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Post by Silver on Sept 8, 2007 15:01:41 GMT -5
The day was at its peak as the animals on the plains conjugated at the watering hole. The large black jaguar antro was no exception to this ritual that happened day after day when peace over came the obstacle called predator and prey. The jaguar was hansom in his own kinds eyes, with his thick black fur covering his sleek and muscular body but not hiding the lean muscles his green gold eyes shinning with intelligence. He sat back from the normal animals watching as both prey and predator drank their fill and cooled down from the blazing sun overhead.
Elegantly he stood, his staff in hand, and made his way to drink his fill. The animal parted for him fearing his power as predator to all of them. crouching next to the water he scooped it into his free clawed hand and brought it to his mouth. Having enough to drink he went back to where he had been siting before and the animals peace returned to them.
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