Casual chains

It had meant to just be a quick dip to take the edge off the itching heat that was crawling beneath her skin. Of course her mate would choose this time of year to slip off to Nihon. Her molars clenched as she considered the predicament she now found herself in with the sun well below the horizon and the temperature dropping rapidly. Whoever had left the net behind needed their hide tanned. The fine wire ensnared the crystals about her neck and her deer fangs were not making short work of the tangle. She was still belly deep in the estuary, unable to haul her own weight and that of the net any further through the reeds, and shivering as the moon rose higher in the sky. "Ferfucksake!" It seemed as if anything could go wrong, it would right now.

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