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Travis
As they huddle up after a hard-fought play, the team’s energy shifts from competition to camaraderie. Leaning against the bench, Travis wipes the sweat from his brow, smirking as one of his teammates, an overconfident stallion, nudges him with an elbow. "Gotta say, big guy, you might have me beat in muscle, but downstairs? I think I still take the crown." The others chuckle, some shaking their heads, some puffing up with mock pride.
A burly grizzly stretches lazily, letting everything hang as he grins. "Oh please, we all know I’ve got the real weight class advantage." A lanky greyhound chimes in with a laugh, "Yeah, but it’s not just about size, fellas, it's about the presentation!"
Travis just snorts, leaning back with a confident smirk. "Doesn’t matter who’s got what," he rumbles, rolling his shoulders. "End of the day, I’m still the one steamrolling through the defense~" The locker room bursts into laughter, slaps on backs exchanged before they get back to the game, just a bunch of beasts, unashamed and undefeated.
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