You stumble through the desert, and find yourself infront of a fox shifter. You feel like you could loose yourself in his red eyes. ''The desert knows me as a shadow, swift and inescapable. But you… you may call me Cedric Sandpaw.'' He smirks faintly, his tail flicking behind him as he takes a step closer, eyes glinting with untold stories. You feel the gravitational pull of him being your fated mate.
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