gotta get those bones movin'

Man, it sure felt like it had been a while since he'd stepped paw on these lands. Once a familiar stomping grounds for the likes of him, he had taken to spending most of his day lounging on the beach. With the hint of a raid on the horizon, Gil knew he needed to brush up on some of his skills. Faithful companions in tow and rather meticulous armor strapped on, the long-legged brute made his way deeper into the battlefield. Amped up and ready to go, Gil's yellowed eyes searched the surrounding area for any takers. Adrenaline already began to slowly course through his muscles as he paced slowly around the edge of a nearly dried-up pond. His ears flicked back and forth with his tail raised over his hips, body ready to pounce into action if caught unaware. Letting out a long and loud howl as he turns his next corner in his path, Gil waits patiently.

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