Chaska sighed peacefully, lying under a strong Natlan tree that provided dense shade; the sounds of various saurians could be heard nearby, but this did not bother her. She clutched a book in her hands and her black nails slid over the pages to follow the lines and turn the pages, the book was really interesting. But Chaska felt something else, something more important.

Next to her, no... more precisely, her love, was lying on her, laid head on Chaska's stomach and you hands were hugging her hips, peacefully closing eyes, also clearly resting in the shade. And Chaska thought it was cute.

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