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Biyran trodded gently through the tall grass that snaked around the banks of River Danson. He found it odd that he was still thinking of that girl, Khalana. He always tried whisking the thought away, but sadly never could. He visibly drooped as he realized that what he'd done was horrible. He never liked treating femmes like trash, he wanted them to feel worthful and relaxed. They weren't toys, as most males treated them, they were intriging pieces of art. His brown fur prickled as mist dotted his fluff-like fur. The metal chain around his neck, was now moist; soon will start cutting into the scars around his neck from the same situation. The iron cuffs around his paws were also getting misted, they'd also start ripping into the scarred flesh around his ankles.
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