OOC smart girl. switching tactics
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Amy stood still, body polite but still demanding respect. Why these nosy pests were acting so high and mighty was a puzzle to her. There was no worth in her. Amy had a pack, had earned her rank, and before that she belonged, and still did, to her family, one of the most powerful and feared families in Europe. True, they didn't control everything, but what they did was taken with absolute certainty, no faults to be taken advantage of.
Not with your attitude. Manners can go a long way after all. Amy smiled sweetly, pretending that she had those manners, that elegance that she spoke of. Well, she did, Amy just didn't use them, a mask to hide away the more deadly creature beneath. Casually she glanced up at the giant. You should be silent when superiors are talking. It was a gentle rebuke, but one nonetheless. Turning her gaze back to the female she spoke. My name is Amy Sunders. And who are you?
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