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It seemed Shadowfang was quite content with his master. Inside Amy was disgusted by it, seeing someone that she'd once seen as an equal brought so low. His explanation meant nothing to her, having felt no love in her life, only desire. The closest she'd grown to feeling such a thing was with her pups, and now Dhiate. Glancing over she watched him sink into sleep, a gentle smile on her lips. She was glad he was getting better. It was kept as a secret, but the breakfast she fed him had herbs in it to help heal his throat and help him regain his strength.
His talk about following his heart meant just as little to her. Bored with the entire conversation, discussing things she didn't understand and wasn't interested in understanding Amy gestured towards Dhiate. You speak of being moved by your heart, but perhaps you're moved by beauty as well. He is a gorgeous specimen, and you can spend a night with him if you like. Mate or not, it had no weight for Amy, no ties of devotion in her life.
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