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Jaydin, an energetic man of remarkable achievement, stood alone on the beach, gazing over the cerulean water with his audacious tawny spheres. His copper hair rustled lightly in the ocean breeze. He tried to keep still despite his impatient excitement as he hummed ”Iris’ ‘ to himself. The sun glinted off of his henna shoulders and ashen shorts that looked comfortable and easy to wear. His mahogany mane brushed against his earlobes, complementing his resolute hazel visage. An elaborate tattoo snaked its way around his visible skin. A prominent scar stood out on his sepia skin. A noticeable sigil provided proof of his descent. Furry ears flicked at the top of his head, and he twitched his copper tail. Beautiful wings sprouted from his back.
His thoughts wandered to his days in Harper’s company. It all started when he found himself in mortal danger. He truly feared that his life would end that day, but Harper was his unexpected savior. From then on, they were inseparable. They shared every part of their life with each other. That was how it was to this very day.
Jaydin’s sepia depths spotted Harper further down on the beach, closer to the roaring sea. His lovely cocoa hair was tied at the back of his head. His orbs were turned toward the ocean, hidden from Jaydin’s sight, but he knew and loved their adoring pea-colored hue. He was dressed in that exotic fashion in which he was most comfortable. He had a generously curvaceous khaki form. Furry ears flicked at the top of his head, and he twitched his amber tail. As Jaydin drew nearer, he caught a note of Harper’s familiar perfume: a sweet, rich lavender. He smiled to himself. It always reminded him of the time they shared. “Shortie,” he called, walking towards him.
He jumped a bit before turning around, smiling shyly. “Oh, Coco! I-It’s nice to see you.”
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