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*Celeste*

Nearly dozed off under the mild afternoon sky, her nose caught a whiff of him first. Fuck. No. Not him. Please not him. One ear tilted toward the sound of paws rustling through the grass. There were loud thumps of paws against the dirt as she began to feel a slight rumble of vibration through the rock. Opening one bright aquamarine eye into a slit big enough to see, her heart sunk into her stomach. A gangly but rather hunky blob of obsidian speckled with red and clothed in muscles. Headed straight her way.

She wasn't going to have time to run away to hide at the pace he was going. When he slid to a stop, his eruption of laughter made her ears slick back. Staying atop the rock, Celeste let out a very loud and audible groan as her eyes rolled back into her head. He wasn't going to stop laughing, was he? The sort of bellyaching laugh that made your chest hurt when you finally couldn't catch your breath. At first, she wanted to laugh with him because yeah, her being all wrinkly and gross was fucking hilarious.

It was when his comment shook out between the laughter that her lips pursed into a fine line and she stared him dead on. Lifting her head to look at him better since, at this height, she was finally able to see eye to eye with him. She waited for a few beats to see if the laughter would subside. When it didn't, a small smile curled on her lips. "How do you know what those look like? From what I see, you don't have any," Celeste wasn't being serious but her head did tilt to motion toward his rear end as if she had indeed gotten a look at what lay between his hind legs.

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