M-Common Grounds
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The clink of a wagon other than her own caught Amy's attention. As viciously possessive as she was of her trading route lips pulled back, revealing fangs. It was bad enough competing with a pack that specialized in trade, one she took every opportunity to slander and prove herself better than. To compete with other traveling merchants was almost painful. Immediately she turned the horse's head, guiding her towards the source. She would be seeing about this intrusion on her peaceful day. Salsola had proven itself fruitful, she wasn't going to lose it to some upstart.

Soon enough a black wolf appeared, leading a wagon. The horse beside her snorted in surprise, ears flicking up. A sharp rap to it's side had the horse dropping down again, obediently continuing to travel. She let out a loud bark, demanding the other's attention. Her form was tall, dominating in it's air. She was an alpha, and no one would question this fact. Picking up her prickly mood the horse stiffened slightly. She didn't have any slaves at the moment, so even the smallest mistakes by the steed were used as opportunities to work out her anger.


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