When I walk outside, I see Dallas’s wolf. He’s brown with white tips on his ears and tip of his tail. He walks up to me slowly and stops in front of me. ‘Is she okay?’ He asks sadly. I know he’s upset she doesn’t want to see any of us. ‘She’s still in pain, but she seems okay. She didn’t talk to me though.’ I answer, ‘Come on, let’s go inside.’ I gesture for my house, and he runs over to it and runs inside. Once I get inside, he’s walking out of my room dressed in my clothes.He’s so upset, it’s written all over his face, then I see fury take over. “You know who did this! We need to do something!” He yells angrily at me. I sigh, “I think I know who did this. I can’t prove anything, and Amy hasn’t said anything. My dad says we can’t do anything until we’re sure.” I say calmly, knowing he’s not going to like my answer. His eyes are burning into my soul as he walks down the stairs. “Look Dallas, I care about her to. We’ll get her to talk and then we’ll punish whoever did this.” I say, he
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