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They padded along for a moment, Azalea’s golden gaze still locked on the borders and not bothering to spare a glance in the D’Angelo’s direction. Somehow she felt a surge of strength with the girl following at her side just one step behind, but it wasn’t long before Demi broke off and seemed to head off with other intentions. Azalea would have merely shrugged had she been in Optime, but instead the girl offered a sneer and continued on her way.
It was only after a moment that she spared a glance in the older girl’s direction and watched as she put distance between the two. "What’s your name?" She called after her, her pace slowing before she had come to a complete stop. Demi, however, still seemed to be continuing on.
It wasn’t that Azalea truly cared what the girl was called, but she figured she could at least pretend she wanted to get to know those of her pack. After all, she was supposed to be leading them. How could she lead someone when she didn’t know what to call them?
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