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Arkham was aware that the kind were split oddly between living like their ancestors and living like the humans; after all, his mother had resided in a dug out den while his brother and his mate lived in the house claimed from Syemv, but a sleeping place was all a matter of personal preference, right? A bridge was simply practical and there was no "old school" equivilant, unless swimming actually counted. Maybe I will, he muttered and then made at face at the river, as if acting condescending towards it would make crossing it any easier. But then again, his sister had to have crossed this river to get to their father and if she could do it, then certainly he could as well, right? Taking a deep breath, he charged into the freezing waters.



The current tugged at him, but only gently; his feet just barely scraped the riverbed every few kicks, but it was close enough that he was confident he couldn't be pulled under. Why was it so shallow here? Why did the river grow weak? It made absolutely no sense to him, but he supposed he wasn't about to complain. There were rocks scattered here and there and he pushed off against them to give himself more momentum. The river wasn't any less wide than it had been before, but all of a sudden, he was on the other side. The coyote pup laughed, The river isn't as strong as the ocean! Turning around, he grinned at the white femme still on the other side.
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