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Amy turned her head as a small bark reached her ears. It sounded rather young and shy. Curious to the source Amy turned her head, sniffing the air. It was an adult, despite the childish bark. A female wolf. A possible trade source. Grinning Amy called out happily. Hello! Won't you come out? She indicated for Hadley to step forward. People tended to find him reassuring with his timid nature and submissive pose. Maybe it would have the same effect on this stranger.
Pleased with another opportunity appearing before her so swiftly Amy stroked the nose of her horse. Her wealth had been increasing recently. The variety of people she came across normally had no impression on her, but they all seemed to carry a treasure with them. Greedily Amy took it from them. It had granted her this precious human artifact, a music box that still worked. Now another stranger had appeared, and Amy looked forward to what she could draw out of this one.
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