Wild Plains of Africa RPG

Streaker hissed at them baring his teeth, stopping on mid flight. His tail lashed and his eyes swirled with malice. He had plenty of scars to prove he has been in plenty of fights.
 
Luna dragged herself away from the scene, her throat parched. Her tongue felt like rough sandpaper.
 
Streaker signed up, and was now towering over the wild dogs. He used his agile, flexible body to jump over them, and claw their tails. He got a few blows on his face and a little blood was dripping of his muzzle.
 
Streaker let to of her, his jaws dripping crimes on. She started to run with Stream on his back and he kept on running, and bucked him off.
 

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