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The branch snapped from the pressure and the sharpness of the shears. Anu exhaled as she closed them, using her arms as well as her lungs to do the work. She had been a pup when she first saw her father work the orchard and tend to the pruning of the branches. Indeed he had admitted he was late in the work, spring was almost into summer. But, his excuse was that he had four growing pups to tend to rather then the fields. His efforts had gone to hunting. Such a thing saddened her to think about. Her father had passed into the afterlife long ago, yet his lessons remained with her as she picked the branches that would be culled.
A voice came to her, deep and masculine in tone. Anu slowly turned to see the face of a male she recognized from the pack’s meeting. Her features turned soft and genuine, happy to see that he still remained with them despite the loss of another member. But she remembered his words well, he was loyal. Kota. Anu spoke, his name coming to her surprisingly quick. He bowed deeply before her, a trait not expected or lavished in Crimson Dreams. Anu gave a nod, accepting his respect and smiling all the more. He was a kind beast, it seemed. His submission and respect were appreciated.
The long pruning utensils had moved down, so the lethal point faced the ground. We have not formally met, I am Anu.
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