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Post by Brinker on Nov 28, 2003 22:55:09 GMT -5
Wandering down the streets of the 'hood, Brinker's usual energetic and care free ways were taken over by a more watchful and protective attitude. After having been told by Rootie what had happened, he wasn't letting his guard down. Especially with all the acts of arson. I mean, sure, he'd seen worse. But he never had to walk through any of it, before.
Hazel eyes studied the buildings as the stallion passed them. It was no wonder why everyone seemed to be staying in doors. They had the right idea. All he wanted to do was find Capler and the rest of the band.
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