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The last time he'd gone hunting had been rather embarrassing. His body had been low and submissive, with Jazper forced to guide every step of it for him. This time though, Hadley would finally catch something and start repaying the debt he'd collected from eating out of their food stores while being a slave. He was going to prove himself to the pack and everyone that he truly did belong in the place he'd decided was home.
Standing strong Hadley moved along through the woods. In one hand a knife was clutched tightly. The fear of dropping the weapon was pretty thick, considering how even the slightest wave of panic could send him back into his submissive ways, causing him to feel immensely guilty about holding a weapon when he was supposed to be serving everyone. That way of thinking was wrong though, even if it did plague his very being. Slipping along Hadley waited until he came across a fat rabbit. It hopped around lazily, unaware that it's death was close. Carefully he tensed up, then pounced, slicing through it's neck. With the rabbit in hand he triumphantly returned to the courthouse, ready to store the food away.
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