OOC Jan 22?
The walk to the pack Sebastian belonged to had been a relatively short journey compared to the travel Hadley was used to. Amy had constantly been on the move, only staying in a single place long enough to get more goods for trade before moving on. They'd stayed in the city for a little while before Sebastian announced that he'd be heading home, asking if Hadley would come with him. Terrified of being left behind Hadley had agreed wholeheartedly, ready to do anything if it meant not being left to fall back into Amy's grasp.
He stood on the edge of the borders of the pack, studying it nervously. There were some trees, and further in Hadley could see the beginning of stone. The snow was packed down from lots of travel, and the smell of many canines that didn't belong there was nearby as well from the festival Amy had traveled to. Hadley hadn't realized they'd be so close. If he did anything wrong it would be so easy for Sebastian to call Amy, or access her for tips on how to control a bad slave. He had no doubt what kind of advice Amy would give him. Needing reassurance he glanced over at Sebastian.
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