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Complete Fri, Feb 9, 201819m
In the broken down city, years after human extinction, dogs reined. A Doberman Pincher had to learn to live together in a pack, with Meds, leaders, scavengers, hunters, and Trainees. She had to portect herself and her pack by herself, or so she thought.
After meeting a rouge dog, a revolution began. And life as she knew it, would never be the same.
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