Two ear's and a Tail

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i wake up in my bed, a presence in the room i didn't invite, i turn my head and look at them, seeing two guys whispering to each other, i go to sit up but i am shot with a headache, my hand goes to my head and i groan, "ah-" i hiss and lay back down.

"need some water?" i look up and see them both looking to me, he holds up and bottle to me and i slowly take it and take a sip, feeling it run down my throat and then i down the rest, "we found you laid in the middle of the field looking half dead!" he says and i let out a long breath and just nod.

"why?" the other guy said and i just sit up and walk to the bathroom, shutting the door behind me, hopefully they get the picture and leave.

after my very nice shower i walk out of the room starting on my hair to find them in there arguing, "he obviously doesn't want to talk about it so we should leave!" one said.

"yes, but he was obviously hurt, don't you think he might need help, i can help him if he needs hel-"

"i thank you, but i don't need help, and you can't help me if i did!" i say, brushing down my hair, "it's an experiment all of these magic weilders have put together, give one person all of their power and see what happens, so to stop constantly being randomly bit by strangers, i restricted it to a week every two month, this week is that time and theres a LOT of magic weilders, some come multiple times to give me a power they gained-" i say, drying my hair with warm air and my brush, "so when theres too much, my healing magic that Oliver oh so generously gave-" hence the sarcastic tone to make it clear i'm still pissed at him, "couldn't keep up with it so i pass out so it can work a little easier!" i say and they stand there anxiously.

i finish drying my tail and brushing it out but it looks different, i pick it up and look over it's fur, it looks almost dead, my eyes widen and i pull at the fur, seeing it look weak, i let go and see my tail drop only slightly before it go backs to flowing about, i move my hands like i'm throwing a ball at the window and it becomes and mirror, i walk up to it and look over and see my ears aren't moving as quick, "are you okay?" they ask and i turn around my breathing picking up.

"get out!" i say rudely, my breathing speeding up do to my fur looking like it's dying, why is it dying.

"dude, just calm do-"

"GET OUT!" i growl falling to the ground as i struggle to catch myself, how dare he try to tell me to calm down, "breath-" i pant, "breath-" i feel myself go dizzy, the sickness building back up, "What's happening?!" i whimper as i curl up into a ball in the corner of my room, i feel a hand on my back rubbing soothingly.

"it's okay, it's all okay, theres nothing to be afraid of, your safe!" he sounds unsure about what he's saying but it sooths me, "take deep breaths in and deep breaths out!" he says and i do it, i know better then to argue against someone who's trying to help through one of these freakishly terrefying moments, "there you go!" he smiles and i just lay there crying.

i wake up yet again in my bed, this time it's a knock at the door that wakes me up, so i stand up and walk over to it, "Zurie told me to come get you for dinner!" he says and i nod, stepping out and shutting my door firmly, "are you okay?" he asks and i just walk past him.

"i don't know!" i say and continue to walk down the hall, i step into the dining room to see that almost everyone is sat down, i look around for an empty seat and take the closest one, not liking the fact i'm in the middle of people i don't actually know, i close into my self when i feel someones warm gaze on me, i look up and see Vince, he gives me a small reasuring smile and mouths the word breath, i look away with red cheeks but take a deep breath, the awareness of people a lot worse now i know my fur looks like it's dying.