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When one searched for one, an opportunity would be provided. Amy hadn't been long before the perfect prey burst through the bush, a young female. She was from the pack that had driven her off, so Amy wasn't concerned about acting nice. Amy had done her best to behave about it as well. Tragic, truly. At least there was another use the pack could give to Amy. Entertainment. The dominant pose brought a smile from Amy's lips, automatically shifting into a demanding form of dominance. No one stood above her. Not outside of Anathema.
Hello. Could you hold still for me? That small act of defiance, combined with the boredom running through her had the bow lifted. Softly Amy worked on training it upon the wolf before her. Where should she strike? Amy didn't want to kill the girl. No, that would be far too quick. Easy as well. Perhaps a leg? She'd been doing that a lot recently though, same with the arms. She'd shoot her through the ear then. A free piercing. Amy loosed the arrow, eager for the wound.
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