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Her blow connected, bringing a soft smile of triumph to her face. Words were screamed, and Amy lifted her head, looking to see what was happening. There in the distance was the wolf she'd decided to have as her play toy. It looked like she was running away, unable to deal with the fighting and cruelty any longer. It was impressive, seeing the wolf manage to get away even with her wounds in such a bad condition. Granted, Amy could still catch up, but she decided to let her go as thanks for the entertainment and a show of appreciation of the strength the wolf had revealed.
Just behind her friend the intruder followed, eyes slightly crossed with pain. The eyes didn't leave her though, the hybrid leaving no opening for a swift deadly attack. Smiling Amy waved to the retreating pair, stooping down to pick up her knife. Well, that had been fun. Whistling she walked back to the wagon, cleaning the blood off as she went.
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