Changing Places. Chapter Three.

The lion chuckled, scratching his cheek with a sheathed finger, only the tip of his claw poking out. “we need eyes watching out for us.” kamir changed his tactics, trying to reassure the hyena that they needed him to keep watch along with ryder.

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Washed Ashore. Chapter One.

Sabor poking jonathan’s cheek with a sheathed finger. “i’m a human…” jonathan finally spoke up, flushed in the cheeks from the feel of those warm leather pink paw pads rubbing over his bare chest.

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