Windsong
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She giggled at his greeting as she came out of the shop. She could see how well he was at home in his lupine form. She felt the same way, free as a bird. He raced off and Amata was at his heels, She nipped at his hackles before racing ahead only for a few seconds before turning to him with a glint in her eye. She bent playfully her tail sticking up over her head, and waited for him to pass by. She didn’t know the way but she felt playful, something she hadn’t been in such a long time, though she had not been in her wolf form in quite some time too. Her tail wagged as she waited for him.


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