“Easy girl. Easy.” Cassy soothes her seeing eye wolf, Maizy. Cassy’s ears flick in the direction Maizy is guiding her. Maizy is rushing her. That is unlike her. Danger? Cassy wonders. Then she smells it. Pack. A member of the pack who abandoned her as a pup. She cannot see them, but she knows their scent anywhere. Her hackles rise. She may be blind, but her mom taught her to fight with her other senses.
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