Yara PovIt’s been two days since I arrived at the Southern Pack, but I haven’t left my room or my bed. Only this evening did I finally have enough strength to sit by the window.Dressed in a dainty gown that showed off my frail figure, I sat by the window, letting the wind blow across my face as I stared outside blankly. From there, I could see people in the pack walking back home in twos or threes.Suddenly, my eyes, which had been trailing around in a daze, paused.In the distance, a woman crouched beside a little girl who had refused to leave. The little girl had ponytails, and her face bulged as she turned her back toward her mother with her hands folded against her chest.The mother, on the other hand, kept speaking to her, trying to coax her, but the little girl wouldn’t budge. Though I couldn’t hear them, the sight made my eyes, which had been dull for so long, clear up.I watched them, unable to take my eyes away, until the mother let out a sneaky smile, stood up, and acted l
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