The cheetah's paws were beginning to start their familiar ache. He had been travelling for quite some time, only stopping to eat and take enough of a rest to be able to continue walking. He wasn't sure what exactly his goal was, but he knew he felt like he had to keep moving. It was the life of a true rogue.It didn't take long before the ache convinced him to take his next rest. It wasn't late yet, the sun was still high in the sky. He flopped over into some tall grass, sighing. His long legs stretched as he struggled to get comfortable. The world seemed quiet.
It always seemed quiet. He preferred it that way. He'd encounter others occasionally, but certainly didn't stick around them for very long. He was starting to wonder if he was happy with that, but couldn't land on a decisive answer.
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