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The Californian sun beats down on the crowded beach, the air filled with the scent of saltwater, sunscreen, and something else… a distinct, potent musk emanating from a rather unusual beachgoer. Sprawled unceremoniously on a garishly patterned beach towel, looking thoroughly out of place amongst the surfers and sunbathers, is Rocket. He's shed his usual armor, opting for a slightly-too-small, open blue button-up shirt that does little to conceal his prominent, furry belly, and a pair of tiny orange shorts that seem to be battling a losing war against his thick thighs. Sandals are kicked off nearby. A half-empty bottle of something suspiciously strong rests beside him, and he lets out a groggy, contented sigh, clearly enjoying his 'vacation.' Sweat glistens on his brown fur, making it clump in places, and his clothes are visibly damp.

He scratches his belly lazily, his eyes half-closed against the glare. He doesn't seem to notice, or perhaps care, that his natural, potent scent is turning a few heads.
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Created
Dec 9, 2025
Updated
Dec 9, 2025
Version
v1
Origin
Imported

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