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Smiling at the confused look on Echo's face she sat down across from him. His gaze remained riveted to her body, and knowing that he was completely under her control pleased her. Amy could do as she wished, and he wouldn't fight back. It was nice, considering how most canines tended to try and escape from her grasp. Her lips pulled back to show glistening white fangs at his answer. So do I. She drew her knife, letting it dance across her fingers for a few moment before securing her grip.
Amy pushed Echo down, and hummed happily to herself as she studied the bite marks. They hadn't been cared for, leaving the blood to dry messily over his fur. She'd have to clean that if he was going to stick around. Amy didn't like ugly things. Thinking for a moment she smiled before dipping her knife down. Across his stomach she began to carve a moon, with the face of a wolf looking up. Cruelly she slashed a jagged line through the art before leaning down, lapping at the blood.
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