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Amy stopped outside the pack boundaries. Hadley was well enough to move now, though barely. He'd spent the time complaining, each one met with a sharp cut and words meant to break his soul. It was starting to work, though it'd be another month before the fruit of her work could be seen. Until then he was likely to be rebellious and fight against everything she did, despite the consequences.
Ready to trade Amy let out a short deep howl, her dog heritage obvious. She was looking forwards to the stop, having heard about the recent upheavals. Even though the pack was recovering, there would still be many things they would need. Amy was just the one to step in and fulfill that. Smiling she waited for someone to answer her call, hoping that Alexandrea wouldn't try anything stupid.
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