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The beach that Sirius had shown in that first day on the tour had become a favorite haunt for Dream. The blonde wolf was just as at home with the sand beneath his paws as he was witht he firm soil and grass from the plains, and he would often spend his free time racing the banks with Hanako or fishing in the shallow waters when he wasn't training with the sparring dummies. He and Mortis had even run a crocodile off the beach together, and the green eyed male had to admit that the winged heir hadn't seemed half bad. They had brainstormed together easily and carried out an attack together on the scaled beast, and for the first time ever he hadn't been fighting alone.

He was back at the beach that day to do some more training, though he wasn't entirely sure what it was he wanted to work on. A part of him was considering doing a bit of diving, and old trick he'd picked up that helped loads with developing lung power for extra stamina, but he was also tempted to see if anyone was around to spar. Decisions, decisions.

"Speech"