OOC please pardon his freak out
Hadley had gotten quite comfortable against the tree, the cuts on his back healed enough for him not to have to worry about them splitting open anymore. Better yet, no new ones had been gained since the sale. He kept his eyes on the horses, oblivious to everything else. Occasionally his lips twitched into a small smile, enjoying watching them play. One horse was sent cantering around the edges, bringing a bigger grin to his face. He watched it race around before being jolted out of his thoughts by a greeting.
He turned his head, sniffing the air to find out about the male that had surprised him. Hadley froze as his eyes fixed on a blond dog wearing clothes. She was back. His eyes widened with fear. As best as he could Hadley pressed his body against the tree, shutting down. His tail whipped up, tucked between his legs as far as it could go, his ears pinned flat. Heart racing he watched the dog, waiting for the punishment for his slovenliness to begin. Hadley shouldn't have been lazing around, watching the horses. He was a slave, made to do tasks, not enjoy himself.
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