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Willow kicked and bit at the men trying to grab at her she would have used her hands as well but those were tied up behind her back, recently she had been captured and forced into being a slave due to a debt her horrid father had gained. She had never loved the man but selling his own daughter? Now that was just plain cruel and she wanted to kill anyone who tied touching her. Willow wasn't the type of slave that was experienced with obeying orders, no, she stll had her free will and spirit and wouldn't let anyone take those without a fight. Apparently someone had just bought her which was why the men were trying to grab at her so they could get her ready for him. Unfortunately for them they had made the mistake of cutting her long blonde hair, one of the things she prized most because it had reminded her of when her mother was still alive. Everything about Willow looked exactly like her mother, except for the green eyes and her now shortened hair. Supposedly it was so if her new master decided to use her hair aginst her it would cause more pain, however, she didn't believe that. After all most of the female slaves she had seen had long hair and nice clothing while Willow's hair had been cut short and what she was wearing couldn't be considered clothes due to all the rips and holes in it. Willow bit a hand that had come near her face causing the owner to scream in pain and pull back. They wouldn't harm her since she had just been bought and damaged goods never sold for the proper price so the men kept at it without laying a hand on her