Sand.
Sand is a nice thing. It is a soft and gritty feeling between her claws. The beach was warm that day. A cool breeze flowing in the air. The day was waning, the sun close to evening but not quite. It was even better with Blue by her side. His warm scales against hers as he lay asleep by her.
He had drifted awhile ago. The day had tired him out.
Blues wings glimmered in the sun. They were so beautiful!
She clasped her claws around his, their talons meeting in a soft embrace. She did not want to wake him as he just looked so peaceful. She was eager to see his pretty eyes when he awoke.
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