Post by Malia Tate on Oct 31, 2015 20:54:07 GMT
There's a she wolf in disguise
Coming out
Coming out
After everything the transformation of her coyote form to her human form, Malia was angry after everything she went through, every emotions she felt, one still stood out, guilt, the guilt of killing her mother and her little sister lingers in her mind as she felt safe in her coyote form, to ignore every emotions wavering over her frame as she didn't have the heart to tell her dad that she was the one who killed them, it was harder on her as he would look at her with such happiness to have his daughter back, but she wasn't happy to be back as it still pains her with the loss of her sibling and the mom she grew up to love is gone and never returning. Malia woke up with a gasp as her memories of how she transformed back to her human self, her hair matted to her sweaty forehead as she woke up with her heavy breathing, her nails had grown into her claws as her eyes shifted from her brown hues to a deep shade of blue as she couldn't control her animal side, breathing hard and low, the girl felt her animal side lulling to a soft pull as she felt herself being human and looks to the clock which read '6:00 A.M.' Making her groan in displeasure as she realized it was time to get her butt in the shower and ready for school, which she dreaded as she has a low level grade of reading in everything, including her math.
Malia decided to get going as she knew that her dad would make his way up the stairs, knocking on the door as she has her heightened hearing to thank for, making her fling over her blankets and fixing her bed as she decided to wear something heavy as she wasn't able to get herself warm, due to her having no fur, it was one of the perks of being a coyote, to always be warm even during the toughest times during the fall and winter season, she missed the animal side of her, but she knew she needed to be with her dad, even if it pains her. Shaking her head of the thoughts, she made her way to the bathroom and undressed down as she turned the knob onto a setting that was the hottest as she can handle it before stepping in and scrubs away the dirt and the grime in her hair as she worked on her body, making her smile in satisfaction as the warm water beats on her body, trailing down as she relished in the warm feeling, afraid to be outside of the cold air, her hands scrubbing her hair as she rinsed it off, feeling how soft and luscious her thick mane felt, making her feel happy for a brief second as she decided that it was time to step out and to grab a towel before the cold air wrap itself around her frame as she ran back to her room and got herself ready in jeans, combat boots, a crop top along with a sweater and a jean jacket.
The smell of delicious breakfast wavered over the coyote's nose, making her drool as her stomach rumbled, making her grimace as she needed food to get through the longest day of her life, no time to waste, the young girl ran down the stairs in a time record to beat, grabbing the plate filled with her breakfast and gobbled it down, her head perked up as she heard her father laughing and speaking as he ate in a calm manner, 'hungry like the wolf, huh Malia?' The comment he made, made the young girl stumbled over her foot as she laughed nervously and mutters, 'you have no idea.' Malia smiled to him gently and waved off his offer to drive her to school when she had her feet, 'I can walk dad, I'll be fine' She smiled as she ran out the door of her home down the street, her feet carrying her over to the location of the school, her head held high as she walked through the double doors, leading her inside of the school, looking for her math class, which was easy as the label on a door, that had her focus read 'Math with Mrs. Ferguson' Making her sigh in pure annoyance before pushing the door and made her way to an open seat, her nerves everywhere, making her leg bounce as she wasn't sure what to do with everyone's emotions in one place, including her own.
Malia decided to get going as she knew that her dad would make his way up the stairs, knocking on the door as she has her heightened hearing to thank for, making her fling over her blankets and fixing her bed as she decided to wear something heavy as she wasn't able to get herself warm, due to her having no fur, it was one of the perks of being a coyote, to always be warm even during the toughest times during the fall and winter season, she missed the animal side of her, but she knew she needed to be with her dad, even if it pains her. Shaking her head of the thoughts, she made her way to the bathroom and undressed down as she turned the knob onto a setting that was the hottest as she can handle it before stepping in and scrubs away the dirt and the grime in her hair as she worked on her body, making her smile in satisfaction as the warm water beats on her body, trailing down as she relished in the warm feeling, afraid to be outside of the cold air, her hands scrubbing her hair as she rinsed it off, feeling how soft and luscious her thick mane felt, making her feel happy for a brief second as she decided that it was time to step out and to grab a towel before the cold air wrap itself around her frame as she ran back to her room and got herself ready in jeans, combat boots, a crop top along with a sweater and a jean jacket.
The smell of delicious breakfast wavered over the coyote's nose, making her drool as her stomach rumbled, making her grimace as she needed food to get through the longest day of her life, no time to waste, the young girl ran down the stairs in a time record to beat, grabbing the plate filled with her breakfast and gobbled it down, her head perked up as she heard her father laughing and speaking as he ate in a calm manner, 'hungry like the wolf, huh Malia?' The comment he made, made the young girl stumbled over her foot as she laughed nervously and mutters, 'you have no idea.' Malia smiled to him gently and waved off his offer to drive her to school when she had her feet, 'I can walk dad, I'll be fine' She smiled as she ran out the door of her home down the street, her feet carrying her over to the location of the school, her head held high as she walked through the double doors, leading her inside of the school, looking for her math class, which was easy as the label on a door, that had her focus read 'Math with Mrs. Ferguson' Making her sigh in pure annoyance before pushing the door and made her way to an open seat, her nerves everywhere, making her leg bounce as she wasn't sure what to do with everyone's emotions in one place, including her own.
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That is one heck of a starter!!
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