((I like it.

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Rikan
Letting out the smallest of yawns. Rikan slwly woke from his spot on the large rock. He han't gotten to his den before sleep claimed him the night before. Standing; he shook out his fur, slipping on the dew that covered a maority of the rock, before laying down once more.
((Oh, just a note, on the 4th of July, i will not be online for a long time. My family is going to Coney Island for the first time in seven years

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