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Raoth was finally broken. Not that it made Amy's job any easier. Now she had to fight to keep him from imprinting on the wrong canine. He'd already shown attempts at attaching himself to Dhiate, and Amy had no idea how to deal with a slave owning a slave. So Raoth trailed behind him as she moved through the city, scouting for various odds and ends that she could sell. Jewelry was high on the list, especially after the thief had broken through her supplies. It had made her furious, but the rain had prevented her from catching him.
He wouldn't go far though. Amy would find him again, and when it happened he would pay for taking her property. Smiling darkly she entered a small house. Nobody had entered here before, her tail wagging slightly. Whoever had owned this home had held a love for jewelry. Nobody looked here, and even if the selection wasn't as large as it would be for a jewelry store it had some nice pieces, and she was secure in the knowledge that no one else would be sticking their heads in there.
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