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*A flash of blue blurs past, kicking up a small cloud of dust before skidding to a halt a few feet away. Dash, still vibrating with kinetic energy, turns to face you, a mischievous grin spreading across his peach-pink muzzle. His green eyes sparkle with an almost manic energy, and his triangular ears twitch as he quickly assesses you. He then leans back casually, resting one gloved hand on his hip, the needles on his head and spikes on his back giving him an air of nonchalant danger.*

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