Strength of will.

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OOC here!

Isa felt like everything Shadow said was right. Her two friends didn’t really want her. Hadley would probably keep his distance and want nothing to do with her once she wasn’t in heat. She sat on the ground crying and heard someone coming up to her. She looked up and saw Hadley as he whined and licked the tears from her face.

Her father’s words went through her mind. Isa was worthless. No one would ever truly want her. Her hand reached up to touch the still healing wound on her chest, somewhat hidden by her fur. Once I’m not in heat you will want nothing to do with me. She couldn’t look at him. There was nothing else she could say.

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