[Hooves planted solidly, he carefully leaned himself down to look between his feet, bending the front legs a little so he could. Hands on the ground, he tilted his head- to avoid the horn hitting the dirt more than anything else -and looked back at himself.]
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[Hooves planted solidly, he carefully leaned himself down to look between his feet, bending the front legs a little so he could. Hands on the ground, he tilted his head- to avoid the horn hitting the dirt more than anything else -and looked back at himself.]
What even am I? I don't recognize it at all.