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Ramirez sat on her lawn chair outside of her secluded cabin, she wanted to relax from all that recoil she had received at the range.A small smile formed on her muzzle as she relived memories of being an Infantrymare, she could already hear her instructors yelling at her and the feeling of mud and grim on her face. The little changeling chuckled and shook her head, she would do anything to relive that part of her life again.Artwork by xxloro