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She could do more than kick his ass, eh? She almost laughed out loud. "I think you'd enjoy that too much." She said wryly, slipping the knife into a fold in her clothing. She had been asking her dad if there were any males around the pack, but he hadn't seemed like he liked the idea of her hooking up with packmembers too much. What about loners?
"Why do you like to be all those funny colors though?" She asked. He really was an oddity. When he tossed the doll to her she easily caught it, examining it and running her fingers over its textures. "What's this? And what's eh...that juju thing you said?"
He asked for a few knives and she picked a couple of them from the display, holding the doll under one arm. "Addison." She took a step closer, offering him the knives carefully. "You seem very different than most of the males I've met." None of those flings had worked out anyway...maybe it was time to try something new.
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