As soon as the pup turned to run, Amy was on his heels. When he paused, she even managed to surpass him despite the fact that she was burdened by Lucias. Despite the fact that they were retreated, Kohaku couldn't help but feel like his blood was on fire. Although they were in danger, it was exciting. His heart pounded like it did during the hunt and ever sense was alive and watchful. The other canines only made things better, more challenging. But with Amy there, nothing could hurt them.
Four paws pounded against the pavement as he ran only a step behind Amy. She twisted and turned in the streets, but it was easy for Kohaku to keep up. He wasn't sure how he knew when she was going to turn, or what way she would. There was just, something instinctual about it. Like he could feel what she was going to do next. Once or twice he would guess wrong, make a bad turn and have to double back. But Kohaku's reactions were quick and his body agile. Amy had taught him well after all and the hard months of constant travel had made his body lanky and muscular.
Amy's command brought a wolfish bark as he continued to follow her. Her command, was his law.
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