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Post by kaitlyn on Feb 13, 2010 13:25:57 GMT -5
'Oh, hello. I heard you were taking job offers, so, ummm, here I am.'he said in a faint Irish accent, shuffling his feet and rumpling up his already messy hair. The manager stared at Nathaniel with cold eyes. 'Got a resumee?' 'No' '16?' 'No' 'Like horses?' 'To eat? Or ride?' 'Im sorry.' The door abruptly in Nathaniels face. He sat down on the porch and sighed as the sun slowly set on the horizon and the horses whickered gently along the wire fence. As he tramped along the garden path, accidentally squashing half of the flowerbed along the way, he fingered the green stone around his neck. He rounded the corner, and after checking to see there was no-one around, his shape exploded into that of a great lion. with a golden mane and liquid gold eyes. He gave a little roar of happiness and bounded off into the fields, his mane blowing around his face and the warbling of thrushes in his ears.
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