OOC here. /+000
Darkness flashed in the male's eyes, and Hadley flinched. It didn't seem violent, but Hadley had learned to fear all forms of darkness, whether it seemed to bring violence or not. The most frightening encounters were when Amy wasn't angry, after all. He stood still at the horse's head, trying to fight the urge to flee. There was no reason for it after all. The wolf had said he wouldn't hurt Hadley. He tried really hard to trust the male, knees buckling slightly.
His ears flashed forwards when he was asked if he'd been a prisoner. Hadley shook his head, wondering why that was asked. Hadley was pretty sure prisoners would receive better treatment, expected to stay in one place and not cause trouble, while slaves were forced to bend to another's will, always dancing on the edge of not knowing what they would be asked to do, knowing that they'd have to do it.
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