Gods! Her paws hurt greatly! Oh so greatly! She felt like laying out in the sands and dying. But, she didn't. Her snowy white paws carried her to the desert. With ease and grace. She seemed out of it. But, she was only fighting fatigue. Her brown-and-white with dark brown stripes pelt was rough and stuck up in strands. Her sea colored eyes gleeming in the sunlight. Her left ear was broken. Laying flat so it was hard to hear out of it. Of course, if it wasn't laying forward towards the outside, this wouldn't be an issue. Solo, she stopped. Feeling nervous.
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