Golug, were in her humble opinion, a nuisance. Brushing a bit too fiercely her steed, the horse snorted irritably and quickly the Savage Woman patted him on the rump, trying to soothe the beast. After a few minutes of murmuring nonsense to the horse, she went back to her task, muttering under her breath concerning the pointy eared, greenery nonsense loving race. She really disliked the one who had threatened to shoot her.
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