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It really was a nice little region in the south. Perhaps the members were a tad soft, perhaps they were more rigid than she liked, but the plants were bountiful, with plenty of water. It was almost soothing, except for nights when the sea breeze picked right up and decided that it wanted to attempt freezing her to death. Luckily it was summer, so even then it wasn't that bad. Reaching the last pack before she turned for Inferni Amy paused at the border.
The rabbits she'd had at one point were mostly gone, forgotten in Anathema. They'd been a pain to deal with anyways, so it didn't bother her too much. She'd still received a fair profit from them. A lone breeding pair rested in the back up for trade, penned and carefully explained that they were not to be touched. The pup was still rather wild, despite her attempts at teaching him manners. At least he hadn't hurt them. Lifting her head Amy howled, letting her voice carry over the pack.
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