Amory’s Mate
I fear these parts, the clumsy shame of the silly girl.
As we pull up to the ceremony venue, I can see my best friend Raven jumping up and down as we park and before I know it, she pulls the door open. “Raven! You better not say a word to her; the ceremony is in less than an hour,” Raven’s dad yelled. She rolls her eyes in classic Raven fashion and pulls me out of the car. I look at her, wearing a dress similar to mine, except for the color, canine’s house color is blue. Being we are both the eldest children of an Alpha; our dresses are the same. Differences are in colors and where mine has feline accents, hers has canine.
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