Post by ren on May 17, 2010 21:42:32 GMT
It only took moments for the darkness of night to change to purples and pinks, with bits of red. The painted landscape should have been beautfiul, but it only brought pain the the werewolf that witnessed it.
Amelia adored being a wolf, much more than being a person. But the process of becoming what she loved, a wolf, was very painful. Her entire body ached and tears were trying their hardest to escape from her eyes. Though she had done this many times, she always cried.
She hugged herself, trying to find a way to ease the pain. She sat down on the forest floor and looked around at her surroundings. It was a rather boring scene, simply trees. But Amie loved it here. It was much better than that awful place her kind was supposed to live. And humans never came to the forest anyway, so she would be safe for a while.
Of course, she had to return eventually. But that could wait; maybe she could just relax for a little while longer.
Amelia adored being a wolf, much more than being a person. But the process of becoming what she loved, a wolf, was very painful. Her entire body ached and tears were trying their hardest to escape from her eyes. Though she had done this many times, she always cried.
She hugged herself, trying to find a way to ease the pain. She sat down on the forest floor and looked around at her surroundings. It was a rather boring scene, simply trees. But Amie loved it here. It was much better than that awful place her kind was supposed to live. And humans never came to the forest anyway, so she would be safe for a while.
Of course, she had to return eventually. But that could wait; maybe she could just relax for a little while longer.