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Charybdis stood on the edge of the dock as rain pelted against his oilskin duster, the bright green hues of his fur hidden, shrouded in darkness and safe from the cold downpour. His stoic eyes peered intensely out to the frothing sea, the inky black void punctured only by the flash of lightning illuminating edges of waves like mighty mountain peaks; a tumultuous realm to cross on such a stormy night, but such weather brought it's advantages too. Harder to track boats in weather like this, mad...

The sun beamed high over the horizon, casting golden flecks across the rolling waves of the Earle Sea. A soft breeze carried the scent of salt and seafoam, ruffling the fur of two Xeros as they padded onto the sun-warmed sand. Malour strutted ahead, her sleek coat shimmering in the sunlight, a wide-brimmed sunhat perched dramatically between her ears. Her eyes, hidden behind oversized sunglasses, scanned the beachgoers with mild disapproval. “Oh please,” she scoffed...