Al-Hattal lay comfortably on his back in the shade of a small tree, eyes shut and all but dead to the world. Sleeping was his ideal way to spend the days, considering the effect the sun had on his dark form. Oh, sure, being completely black was striking, but it was also a pain in the a**! Some days he was almost sure he was going to melt away into nothing! So he tended to opt on the safe side and spend his days in the shade, saving the nights for being productive.
The large male's dreams were pleasant, full as the usually were of pretty, willing females. He'd been particularly enchanted with cheetahs lately, after his encounter with the slender Alcyone. So small and delicate and refined...
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