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S'ari hummed at Alphus contentedly when he called her his desert angel once more, and she followed him toward the water, dipping her head down for a drink. Even angels of the desert needed water to survive. When she'd had her fill she sat back on her haunches, licking the excess liquid from her jaws. There, now. S'ari has taken this one to water, she said, studying Alphus. And now what will he do? Does he a pack waiting somewhere? A mate? Children? Her brown eyes gleamed as she waited for an answer.