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Daryl
"true adventure begins at the end of your comfort zone.
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name: Dayrl
nicknames: none
gender: male
age:[in years] Twenty Five
Crush/boyfriend: none
tagged/feeling: here
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xxxxxxxDaryl grabbed the rope gratefully and looked at him. He answered, "In the north stand, sucker just walked right on out." The boy then apologized and left. "Do I have to do everything myself?" Daryl grunted as he threw the rope over a large limb on the tree, tied one end of the rope to the deer's head and then pulled on the other end of the rope and the buck started to rise into the air.
Daryl's muscles strained and he started to work up a sweat pulling the deer up. But the thing just kept falling back down because of its weight. "Ah shuck it." he said and went over and saddled up his horse Comanche. The horse was just a foal when Daryl found him, scared and almost dead. Now he was a full grown stallion, dripping with power yet still a puppy dog in attitude. He tied the rope around the saddle horn and lead Comanche forward, the deer rose and Daryl tied the end of the rope to a nearby tree.





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