The weight of it was nearly too much.
Fuck it. Fuck it. She'd come this far. She had what she wanted. By fuck she was going to enjoy it. Though Tess's bones ached, though her muscles cramped, though everything was on fire... she was going to enjoy it. The first order of business? She'd enjoy a fucking nap. Soaking wet and tired, Tess finds shelter on the ragged, stony beach. It comes in the form of a medium-sized cave, big enough for a handful of wolves her size to seek shelter. Maybe light a fire, even, though Tess wasn't going to go out and look for dry anything in this soggy weather. At least it was out of the drizzle and out of the biting wind. Heavily, Tess sat down in the sand. Sighing. Exhausted.
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