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What a contradiction. The fright and plea for mercy was clear in the female's eyes, yet she remained dominant, pure pride holding her together. Amy smiled, no mercy anywhere within her. She would never be merciful. The cocked head brought a smirk from Amy, knowing that her request was going to be filled. The arrow shot over, scraping over the wolf's ear, drawing a yelp of pain. It wasn't a painful shot, but she was still pleased by the strike.
Amy began to draw the bow back for another hit when the wolf went mad. She charged at Amy, eyes wild with fear and anger. Amy had an instant to consider just shooting the wolf through the eye, killing her instantly. This was so much more amusing though. Dropping the bow Amy twisted, letting the wolf rush past her harmlessly. I'm sorry, were you trying something? Amy shot forward, teeth bared as she reached to twist the wolf's arm, to force her to the ground.
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