OOC here!
Hadley pulled himself away from the tree as he was summoned to follow this higher ranked pack member. He remained submissive, ears pinned neatly back and tail low. Being put to work didn't bother him. The offer wasn't one made to weasel out of trouble, or an honest desire, just the simple idea that that was what he existed for. To be used for labor, to satisfy other canines' needs. His head did lift as the blond dog moved towards the fence where the horses were. Maybe he'd be working with them.
The angle changed though, and Hadley found himself approaching some old houses. He listened as the male explained that water was kept inside so it wouldn't be too cold for the horses. Hadley found himself nodding along in agreement, quickly catching himself. They entered the house, and Hadley looked around for a bucket to haul the water. He startled slightly as the dog asked for his name. It was different than being with Amy, who expected him to work without a name, a simple object in the background. Hadley. He wanted to ask who the stranger's name was, but was too nervous.
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