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you don't have to love me! you don't even have to like me, but you will respect me.
Alaska knew what she wanted to try, and she didn't have a clue why, but she decided to anyways. Hunting, she should've already started, yet for some reason the little shit just hadn't gotten around to actually going out and hunting. Maybe she did it a while back, when she was trying to find her way into this crazy clan, but now, it seemed like a distant memory. "Anyone wanna go hunting?" she called to the clan, silvery voice ringing about, trying to catch some decent attention.