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Kris
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He’s slept.
Not well, but long enough that it doesn’t hurt to keep his eyes open anymore.
His body is exhausted, however.
Stopping and laying down were the worst ideas for his muscles alone. Even as he laid in the sand, pondering whether or not he’d be strong enough to stand this time, Kris really felt each body part, heavy with overuse.
At least he had the wherewithal to go full alpha before passing out.
His senses aren’t much better.
Maybe it’s this place…
Maybe it ruins beings like him.
It’s a test, he thinks. Rite of passage tests were always damn near soul breaking.
His alpha took in his condition, nosing his front legs for actual damages or sand parasites. Maybe that was his problem, being drained by those could hurt her, he thought.
A zip and a puff
