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Someone rounded the clearing, causing Hadley to jump. The knife slipped, cutting into his hand. Hadley licked the cut quickly, ears flattened in submission. He listened nervously, hearing that he knew how to carve. The reassurance that he wouldn't be harmed helped him finish loosening up. Hadley nodded his head quietly, eager for the pointers. He was just starting this, and really wished to do well. He would absorb everything he could.
The stranger remained at a distance, keeping Hadley from feeling threatened and full out panicking. He watched with curiosity as a beautiful carving of a wolf with her pup was pulled out. The knife flicked rhythmically into the wood, a face beginning to form. Being addressed broke the trance he'd been falling into, and he looked up. Aniwaya.
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