LET THERE BE FRIENDS

Soft cyan eyes scanned the terrain as the white hued man stood; simply observing his surroundings. Grunting once, his large frame was held high as his limbs began to move at an accelerating pace. Breathing heavily, the brute was brought over to water. Smiling wearily, Apollo trotted to the brink of the water. Ducking his head, the man flattened his auds and lowered his snout as he dipped his body to an angle. His pale tongue hit against the water's surface as he flicked it multiple times; gulping crisp cooling water down his dry throat. Snorting, water poised in his jowls as he lifted his maw. Looking down, glacier blue eyes stared back at the man as he stood high. What ever was he going to do today? So much to explore.. so much to know here in the lands of Alacritis. He was on a simple mission to explore.



Moving on, the brute found a stable place to rest. Trotting under a large tree providing shade, he sat. His pink tongue rolled out his large jaws as it rocked in and out of his mouth. Breathing rapidly, he relaxed a bit as cooling breezes passed him. Hearing nothing but cries of birds, Apollo laid on his stomach; making his limbs parallel. Laying his large head upon his front limbs, the man closed his eyes once and sighed softly. Soon, he dazed off into an everlasting world of no worries.




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