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For Aika!

The rain felt cool and pleasant against his coat, taking the edge off the heat of the day. He'd long grown used to the humidity of this region, having originated from a temperate environment, and the gentle sound of rainfall coupled with the lapping tides of the ocean were soothing.

How quickly Fujiwara had grown! He could scarcely believe it; almost as if the moment Izumi appeared again, all manner of wolves flocked to her person from every corner of Mythris. She had quite the magnetic personality, he mused with a small smile.

Osamu sat perched on the edge of Queen's Rest, looking out toward the mainland as he allowed his thoughts to wander. It wasn't often he took time to himself these days; the weather seemed as good an excuse as any, he thought.

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Arriving back from the mainland not long ago, her fur soaked like a wet silvered rat. Excess salt water pooled at the sandy shores. With a plant of her white paws, she shook the water off rather viciously. Water sprayed all around her. Any seaweed or ocean debris stuck to her fur? Shook out like a ragdoll.


The silvered heiress moved away from the shore. Jasmine eyes settled on a wolf in the distance.. did he see… did he see her struggles? Was he lost in thought? Aika surely hoped he didn't see her awful swimming skills. Her body froze.


Her mind fought back and forth if she should approach him looking like this. What would… what in the world would Izumi tell her? Well she was already here. What he had seen, if anything, couldn't have been worse than the silvered fur of hers mattled with seawater.

Just don't tell her sister, Izumi. She'd never hear the end of her banter of not grooming it out sooner than later.


With gentle steps, she moved towards him. A gentle woof of announcing herself in case he didn't hear the rough slapping of her paws to the tide earlier. Once she was closer, she would speak with a smile. Evening. Aika hoped she didn't intrude whatever sightseeing he had planned.
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