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"I don't need any help!" Fire said, stepping up, "I can do this!" And with that, he tossed the horse shoe, finally getting a ringer. "Awww yeah!"...
"I understand." Sarge said, adjusting his hat, then extended a hoof, "My name's Sargent, by the way."
Fire groaned, "I have a feeling I'm not winning this game..." He stepped up and threw another horseshoe, getting similar results as before.
"I hope you don't mind me asking, ma'am, but thinking about what?" Sarge said, putting his hat back on his head.
"Give me a second! I'll go first." Fire said in response to both their questions. He picked up one of the makeshift horseshoes and tossed it to...
Fire sat in the town square munching away at and apple, observing the newcomer and his wagon. 'Wonder what this guy's up to...' He thought.
"Sorry, partner, but a fella's gotta make money some how." He said with a slight smirk.
"I have more than one reason to get outta here, mister." he called back.
Sarge quickly covered his face with his hat again as Red Glory's gang approached. "We gotta sneak our way outta here, lady," He quietly said to...
After he felt satisfied with the training he had down, Firebreeze landed in the town square, his goggles hanging around his neck, and walked...
"My friend, mercy has always been my game. Yet, you seem to be denying it. I even planned to release you to live in the world once again, but I...
