Shimmering Sands days turn, faster than a minute

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she made a noncommittal noise of agreement when he asked his question, though her head felt both fogged and fiery. she found quite suddenly that she did not only yearn for the familiar comfort of Murdock, she craved it. swallowing dryly, she glanced once at the red fur before moving to her paws, ears somewhat pricked as she bowed, hoping to initiate the same kind of game she'd tried to always entice Murdock into. perhaps then she could bring back the comfortable illusion of brown fur and bi-toned eyes, the slight happiness that had been hers as she'd slept.

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