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Word Count → 413 :: I suck for the wait on this.

I've been denied, all the best
Ultrasex.

He followed her, and took a gander at the books that she had brought out. A bright smile was on her face as she looked at the man and he grabbed a book. She too, grabbed a book and started to look through it, and when she had asked her question, he nodded his head confidently. Valkyrie giggled and happily wagged her tail. Thanks Sascha. spoke the woman with a happy yip. She returned to her book, scanning the pages to find the word 'osprey'. Apparently the book that she found was a book on all of the birds of prey that were in North America. She was scanning the pages all until she finally found the information on the bird. I found somethin' bout ospreys 'ere, Sashy. spoke the woman as her eyes gazed at the pages and her brain ate the words in her head as she read. Says dhat therr main diet is fish. But dhey also feed on rodents, and reptiles sometimes. spoke the woman as she glanced up from her page to her companion.


She read on, trying to see if the book had anything about how to teach a bird how to fly again, and also how to set the bird's wing so that it could heal. The book did not provide this information for her, and she became slightly disappointed before she closed the book and then she grabbed from the pile of unread books and she started to look in the book for the information that she needed. this book did not have it either, rather it was a book that was about the concept of ospreys in human cultures and what they mean when they show up in dreams and such. It was of no use to Valkyrie so she closed the book and went to her third book. Are you having any luck over there? asked the woman as she peeked over to look at the book that Sascha was reading. She pressed against his shoulder with her own, an action that suggested that she was very comfortable with him, and that she had faith that she would not be harmed by him, even if she was being annoying. Truth was, Valkyrie really did like Sascha. He had something that others did not, and he was missing what others had. She wanted to be the one to see who he really was. She was determined to find out who he really was.


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