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Post by Spritz Sun Oct 02, 2011 2:47 pm

Silver striped feathers rustled slightly in the wind, the pegasus slowly drifting downward. He hit the ground, running a few steps before skidding to a stop, his wings spread open for balance. As soon as he regained it, he folded them onto his back, and stopped to graze.
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