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It felt funny, the way her hands ran so softly through his mane. Hadley was used to brutal touches, her gentle care and patient untangling foreign to his nature. He didn't even have any memories as a pup of his mother doing this, though that might be because of how much of his life had been spent drunk. He shouldn't have been so wild. Maybe he would have found someone good before then. That was who he'd been though. Too afraid to let anyone see how gentle he was, bold about his world, keeping himself hidden in a drunken haze.
Selene stopped her stroking at his words. Fearful that it had been a game, just to get him to admit to things, Hadley glanced down, ears flattened. A small smile was given to him, encouraging his words. That was good. It hadn't just been a game so she could hurt him. The fear still plagued at him, as silly as it was. Maybe he'd stop being so afraid one day, but for now he still saw threats everywhere. Selene finally responded that she liked him too, hugging him close. A tongue snaked out across him, and Hadley settled in with a sigh, content to spend the day like this.
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