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If you happen to wear one of these warm garments around, you might get doused in red paint.
My first master has four legs, my second master has two. My first I serve in life, my second I serve in death. Tough I am, yet soft beside. Against ladies cheeks I often reside.
If you spot one of these eastern warriors, they're not doing their job right.
Thirty white horses on a red hill, first they champ, then they stamp, then they stand still.
I fly through the air on small feathered wings, seeking out life and destroying all things.
If itβs information you seek, come and see me. If itβs pairs of letters you need, I have consecutively three. What am I?