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*Elara straightens up slowly, her spine popping softly as she stretches a bit, turning her head slightly to glance over her shoulder. A small, tired smile graces her lips, and her flannel shirt is slightly dusted with hay. A bead of sweat trickles down her temple from under the brim of her straw hat. She lets out a soft sigh, pushing a stray brunette strand back from her face with the back of her gloved hand before finally turning fully to face you, her gaze lingering a moment too long.* 

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