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George trotted around, searching for his old friend. "Reech? Where are you, miss flying dolphin?" He patted around, but he couldn't find her. He stepped on something soft, and it started growling. "Oh! Reech! There you are. What are you doing in the sand?" He tilted his head and pawed the leathery wing.
Reech lifted her head and grinned, nudging her head beneath George to pick him up on her forehead. "I'm about to get going. There's a storm coming, and I don't need to be caught in the middle of it. Any thoughts on where to go?" She huffed, looking around. "I suggest you head Northwest to Yukon Territory." Reech nodded and lifted upward, regardless of the dark clouds swirling around her. She was white enough that the slight rain bouncing off of her skin slightly glowed to give her light.
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