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the flesh must daily be crucified.







the flesh must daily be crucified.

Bahadır



"It will heal," he says with a soft nod of his chiseled crown. Yes, the wounds from the battle would heal themselves with time. He had avoided major damage when he had scuffled with Shaydowfax, he had outmaneuvered her in most ways except for the blow she had landed on his shoulder.


He listens intently as she explains how she has ended up in the Dunes, a story of Shaydowfax and her invitation to join her in the desert. He raises his brow as she mentions that she had liked it here... not many did.


"I was born here, well, not here specifically," he says as he turns his chiseled crown to look wistfully toward the Desert. "I was born in the Desert, but was ushered away by my mother, shortly after my father died," he had never met his father nor anyone from his family. His dark eyes settle on the softness of hers. "I showed up on the shores of the Desert shortly after returning from my homeland, when I was attacked by Cain," his ears momentarily disappear into the unkempt tendrils of his ebony mane. "He has attacked me multiple times and on the last time, I left and headed here,"

Arabian Mutt - Bay Rabicano - 14.3 hh - Orhan x A'idah

Desert Bred Pharaoh of the Dunes






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