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[menelsul]

*At first, Menelsûl was willing to give the creature a wide berth, but now it encroaches upon his territory, the vast fields about Minas Tirith that he has claimed for his own. No matter how strange or powerful the beast, Menelsûl will not give way before it

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[gorlim]

*The beast stops in place and stares at the challenger, mildly irritated that it has returned. Snorting, he lowers his horn menacingly*

[menelsul]

*squeals and tosses head, neck arched, tail raised high, ears pinned in warning; trots a few steps down the rise, tail lashing his blue-black sides, snorting, nostrils flared and red*

[gorlim]

*He rears, arching his neck to point the horn at his aggressor aas he also approaches.*

[menelsul]

*lengthens stride, circling the stallion, the whites of his eyes showing as he regards the other animal; he doesn't want to make the first move. He hopes to intimidate.*