Valkyrie kept a bead on it as she went for the hefty bottle of water still nestled in the sand. “Spotted. White underbelly. Little flippers for its front feet.” She never had much of an appreciation, but she would have considered the original beast rather charming.
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Date: 2019-05-16 04:41 am (UTC)