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for a moment, panting as the tide slowly reclaimed the woman's body. |
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What a mess, he thought, wrinkling his nose and spitting. |
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He felt he should have been depressed or at the very least disgusted, but all he felt was an intense sense of euphoria. He was alive, he was victorious. He wanted to howl at the moon! |
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Instead, after a quick glance to make sure Kyna was all right, he swept the beach with his senses. Once he was sure it was safe, he gave Kyna's hand a lick and then turned and plunged into the cleansing waters of the ocean. |
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