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With the drink beginning to settle inside her Amy relaxed. Tail wagging behind her she leaned back into the dark wolf by her. Smiling as the assassin reached over her Amy stretched out, toes wriggling before her. She hadn't really relaxed in a while. Amy never had the chance to. Always traveling, on guard against strangers and those that she knew. No one could be trusted, after all. Someone would always attack her.
At his mention of family Amy burst out laughing, shaking her head. Family? Family isn't always those you get along with. It's a bond that can't be broken, no matter how hard you travel. They're the ones that don't betray you no matter what. They can be as cruel and insulting as you wish, but they're still the only ones that'll back you up. She missed her family, so much. Life here was very different.
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