Otter Creek This Was No Accident, This Was a Therapeutic Chain of Events
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He lets him pull away, but only for a few moments. I have to, The wraith explains quietly when he appears at the man's side, legs folding under him as he tucks himself against the wet figure. You'll get too cold if I don't. I'll stop when you're dry. With that, he starts preening the water from golden fur, a little rough but not unnecessarily so.
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