Height you have risen, but from the depth you have climbed.

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Enya waited until he was gone, not responding to his question, but nodding instead. As he walked by her she watched him leave, happy that he had left her. "You will see Shadow. I will be free." She murmured to herself several minutes after he had left, assuring herself that he was out of ear shot, "You will see master." Although her words were not ones of rebellion or of hatred, merely conviction. In that moment she vowed to earn her freedom and respect from the Praetor, in the end he would release her, by his own paw she would be a free roman woman once more. Turning back the way they had come disappearing into the foliage heading for her new den.

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