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Amy looked over the items that she carried. A small wooden toy, intricately carved of a wolf, complete with hinged parts. A small jeweled choker to fit around one's neck. A jar of powder that would put others to sleep. An otter's pelt, taken and carefully fitted to make a cozy blanket for a young pup. They were gifts for Bridget. She hoped to meet her goddaughter today, and visit with her. The pup had been growing, and doing well.


Humming with these thoughts she moved through the forest, tail wagging behind her. The others were behind her, the wagon falling out of sight as she scouted ahead. Adara was leading the wagon for her, with Kohaku behind as well. It was a shame that Alastar had been taken. At least the wolf who had kidnapped Kohaku's slave had received some good scars into the bargain. Reflecting on this she picked up her pace a little, hurrying.


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So much time had passed since he last seen Amy, the last time he saw her when it was a pleasant meeting was when she was wounded and he had helped her and they had shared a moment. She had shown she cared for him in some way even thought it was small and he did for her as well. Since then he had been marked and then when he saw her she thought him a slave. Now he wasn't for he had been left and he had lost a family that he had wanted and needed more than anything. He was now part of a pack that wanted Amy dead and he couldn't tell them anything. He was a slave still but not to any one person, but to an entire pack of those that were his friends, brothers and sisters.

This wasn't good...Like clock work there she was, he knew of where she was going and like he thought would happen she still followed a route and changed it to take in the fact that she was unwelcome with a number of different packs. Shadow had masked his scent and then when Amy was on the opposite side he spoke and made it clear who he was." Long time no see Amy...." Shadow removed his hood and slowly walked from behind the large tree trunk that was perfect for hiding his huge shape and he nodded lightly with a cold, almost dead look in his eyes. The cuddly teddy bear had been wounded and his heart was now cracked and torn, he still could care for others but as of that moment, it was unclear if he would so quickly jump to ones aid like he use to.

He looked her up and down and his ears twitched as he looked over her shoulder to the coming wagon and other wolves. He didn't care...He had heard about everything, the kid napping and the attacks and everything and still after all of that here he was giving info to the very woman who if his pack were to find out he was helping, would surely either demote him for all time or possibly attack and maybe even kill for his betrayal. He shook his head and huffed lightly. "You have no idea of what has even been going on do you, what's after you and to what extent..." As shadow looked to her it was plain to see that she had fallen, even with her tail moving due to her mission on seeing one of her own family it was clear by what he had heard and by the look in her eyes that she had fallen beyond all hope, and what's more, shadow blamed himself for it. Not any of it was his fault but he still blamed himself for it, that was just his mind set after everything that had happened to him.

Shadow spoke before she had time to talk, cutting her off because he knew that only arrogance and self assurance would come for her at least that is what was normal for her. He continued on and crossed his arms lightly as he looked to her with as much seriousness as he could muster."Amy the entire pack of New Dawn is out for your blood....Zalen himself has gone to your old pack looking for you and demanding a reason for you not being taken care of by them and now he hunts you. He knows of your routes and if he doesn't see you on them then he will actually take a few others with himself to hunt you down on foot. You have crossed the lines and he will not stop until you are dead and until he takes back the ones you have taken and ended whatever lives of those who you have corrupted. This land is not safe for you and yours any more, for they will find and kill you. The entire pack is on high alert and it's basically a kill on sight type of situation."

Shadow had said what he needed to, now all that was to happen would be to hear Amy speak her mind and what followed would follow but Shadow had a pretty good idea what to expect of the proud, arrogance of Amy and her mind set.




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She knew he was there. Amy didn't react to his presence, ignoring the slave. She wasn't going to address him, wasn't going to give him the pleasure of pretending that he was her equal. It wasn't true, and it angered her that he once had been. It dirtied her to have that connection. His voice was cold, her ears twitching slightly but her pace didn't slow. She was going to see Bridget, and that was the end of it. If he tried to stop her, she wouldn't hesitate to strike.


His next words did slow him down. Amy stared curiously at him. What? What was he talking about? Amy knew things. She always knew things. What could possibly be going onn that she didn't know about? That she needed to know about? His expression was serious, distant from everything. He had changed again since she'd seen him. Different from a willing slave, this was someone who was broken. Whoever had done it had broken him wrong though, different from how she had broken Hadley and Raoth.


A smile lit her features as he spoke. So New Dawn was going to try and kill her? They would hunt her down? She would like to see them try. Amy had met those members, and fought with them. She had tasted their blood, and knew they were weak. They couldn't kill her. The threat to Kohaku did get a reaction from her though. Hackles raised, stiffening. They won't kill Kohaku. I won't let them. They won't get near him. Her hand went to her swollen belly, thinking of the pups inside. She might not like their father, but they were Sunders, and they were hers.


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Shadow looked to her and he dismissed it all as he looked to her and he looked to her belly and then he looked to the ones following. She was a fool for thinking her self so high that nothing could touch her."You haven't changed a bit, in fact i could say your ego has only swollen since last I saw you. No matter how good you are, you will be up against a whole group of trained fighters and Zalen himself...and look at you, you are not in top shape to fight such a battle and you have plenty more at risk now than you did when it was only you and your wagon. Now you have lives attached and just by your reaction to this slaves words...You have stopped and heard me out...You are not so secretive as you would like to be Amy. The pack will come and they will take what you have stolen and they will end your life, I am merely here to deliver that message since for some reason in the past I had helped you and was for a brief time a person that could have been called a friend....Good luck to you, Amy Sunders... "

Shadow had never called her by her last name because he knew of the family she was part of and he knew of there evil but never had she in his eyes at least been worthy of that title of pain and suffering, at one time she was not a sunders, she was Amy and she was his friend but now, she was welcome to that title for she had fallen into the deepest darkness there was. Shadow stood there and watched her face and her reaction to his words and it was very much like a dance and a mystery, for it was unclear what reaction he would get out of her next. Shadow had spoken true like he always did and he used the best and most perfect logic on Amy and he knew she hated it when he was right since she could never be wrong.

Shadow stood there and he slowly let his arms fall to his sides and he was ready, ready for what could very well be an attack and the last time he saw her again, or saw anyone again for that matter. Shadow hated himself and wished he could indeed save everyone but he was not a knight...no, he was a killer and murderer and looking forward to the way he had been acting, he was fast approaching the actions of a cold, soulless husk JUST like his father would have wanted. Shadow then slowly turned away from her and started to walk back to his pack...and he would be sure to visit a lake or river on the way to get Amy's scent off of him so that no one would know of his actions, that was of course if Amy was going to let him leave.





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Her hackles raised as he spoke, his tone cold and arrogant. She had attitude? Look at who was talking! She wanted to tear his throat out at this point, growling with anger. Killing him wouldn't mean anything to her. Her friend had died the night he had become a slave. She hated that he was right. Fighting in her condition would be useless. Anyone could take her on. The pups would die before they were born. Amy didn't have to fight though. Thinking she knew she could go into hiding. She knew how to hide her trails, make it difficult to be found. Besides, she never traveled exactly the same way twice, doing her best to look for loners to trade with.


Shaking her head she spat in his direction. He was so exposed, nothing more than dirt. Removing him would be easy. She didn't dare to attack though. Not when she was so far along. Growling she looked back, barking at the others to hurry up. She rushed down the trail, not spending a single glance more on him. She wasn't going to be driven off. She wouldn't be killed. If they challenged her, fine. She could protect her own, and she would make sure that they were taken care of. She had enough connections for that.


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