Eudor
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Jump to navigationJump to searchOn the edge of Dream, the demure eudor stir. Silhouettes of long, slender furred legs twitch in anticipation of bounding across warm stone and sand. Suggestions of antler and horn shiver toward the unseen sun. Promises of deft fingers play through rousing grasses as the tantalizing whispers of crunching scrub and tender shoots wave from the dozing desert around them. Their waking comes.