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The sun beat down on his fur and skin and yet the warmth was not uncomfortable with the pleasant breeze that came in over the water. Although Pripyat was mostly asleep, he was aware of the pliable sand beneath him, seeming to suspend him up in just the perfectly manner. He was aware of the crashing of the waves against the shoreline, the most pleasant of white noise. Occasionally a sea gull would call out, but this only lulled him into sleep further. All his senses except for sight, blocked by eyelids closed shut, were active and yet he drifter further and further into a sleep. The sounds and smells and the feel of the air all were familiar to him, found on almost any shoreline. As he often did when he began to slip into a sleep deep enough for dreams Arye began to prance in his mind's eyes. Unconsciously the man smiled to himself, unable to image a more peaceful or happy existence right then.
It was an unexpected sound that caused the young man to jolt awake suddenly. Ocean eyes blinked unhappily with the onslaught of sunlight after accustoming themselves to the darkness behind closed eyes. They scanned around for the source of the sound and found none. Confused Pripyat pulled himself in a sitting position, rubbing the back of his head with one large clumsy hand. The sand came off his fur in a shower and when he found his footing and stood tall, he brushed the rest of it off of his back, legs and arms. The sound came again and this time it recognized it as a giggle. It was easier to pinpoint the source of the sound and Pripyat found that it came from the water.
Long but slow strides brought him towards the sound and soon he saw the four legged girl romping the in the spray. A crooked smile formed on his face as he watched her silently, simply enjoying her joy. After a long time he realized how awkward it would be for her to turn and find him simply staring. Inwardly the boy laughed at himself, then brought himself closer, her cheery voice finding its self for the first time that day. "Hey there. What're you up to miss?"
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