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tao_ ([info]tao_) wrote,
He didn't sleep, there was a point during the day when the sun was too high, even inside he couldn't handle the feel of it and had to go cold. So there was no reason to sleep right now. Instead he just laid there, regulating his breathing to Riley's. He had been surprised to find breathe at all, and didn't want to lose it just now. His mind worked instead on the humans, on the church. They would have to be caught, exposed, and a trap of them hunting was their best option. He was already formulating how to set it up, and how to get them caught when he felt the first tug of light. The night went too quickly. He nuzzled the top of Riley's head, lightly ran nails in circles over his back. "Dawn is coming little wolf."


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