He was gigantic.
The 7'0 monster of a man towered over her, even though he was sitting. Bright cyan eyes gazed down at her unreadably.
He gestured with his large fingers for her to come closer. She'd anxiously waddle up to him.
His bare chest was o...
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The hallways were wide and empty. Paintings lined the walls, ones that she admired for their beauty and intricate.
Lily, who's long white hair waterfalled off her shoulders, held a small bag of clothing. The elderly couple were kind enough to give her clothing they no longer needed. She really appreciated it.
"Guests stay in the tribe house." Zisa eludicated. She was leading the woman to her room, where she will be staying.
"Honestly," She'd sigh and slow down a bit to walk beside her, "We don't really... know or understand you. That's why everyone is so wary."
Lily smiled, "It's okay." She reassured, "I would never expect someone to immediately trust me."
She was a kind soul that didn't see the bad in people. It was a mix of a blessing and a curse.
Her silky white hair bounced with each step, sometimes requiring her to tuck it over her shoulder so it didn't drag on the floor. Braiding her hair made things easier, but Lily enjoyed the freedom of letting her hair sway in the wind.
"Can I..." She thought momentarily before mumbling, "Can I ask something?"
"Of course," Zisa cooed. She was a lot more willing to teach than everyone else.
Lily adjusted her grip on the bag. "Is everyone here a werebear?"
Zisa raised her brows. Well, she translated the words in the story, so it was about time she realized they weren't human. Hiding something detrimental about yourself is basically impossible for long periods like this. "... Yeah." She breathed out, puckering her lips. "I am, too." She added. The two kept walking down the hallway, a few tribe members passing by with wary or curious looks on their faces. Lily didn't see them as malicious, though.
However, her kindness was beginning to have a limit when it came to Vor.
She was... nasty.
"That's a little cool." She'd chirp, tilting her head as she'd think more into it.
The twin's eyes narrowed, and an eyebrow raised as she glanced at her curiously. "That's..." she trailed off and started chuckling, "That's the most nonchalant reaction I've ever gotten."
Immediately, Zisa is theorizing. "Maybe it's because of your amnesia." She commented.
Lily tilted her head in question, which made the woman giggle. "What if you know about werebears without actually knowing? You know?"
"That's confusing." Her nose scrunched up, her pretty features looking unfamiliar under the strange expression. "But... I did know about my favourite flower. Maybe you actually have a point..." She muttered.
Finally, the two stopped at the door. It was tall and grand—twice the plump woman's height. It seems she's living in a building meant for giants!
She opened the door and allowed Lily to walk in first.
A comfortable, modern Nordic room lay before her. Paintings of mountains and forests lined the walls, along with the large bed facing the colossal window. "Oh, it's lovely." She cooed as if it were the most adorable thing she's seen all day. The further Lily went in, the more she realized how large the furniture and ceilings were. The room was obviously meant for large occupants and the absolutely massive wyoming-king-sized bed. The sheets were luxurious and soft.
"I'll have to go." Zisa smiled, "Have a good night. Hopefully, tomorrow is less scary."
"Thank you." Lily set her small bag on the humongous bed, "Goodnight, Zisa."
For the first time that day, she was entirely left alone. Not a single eye glanced at her, allowing Lily to collapse on the bed and relax in the soothing silence.
Wiggling further onto the bed, she glanced at the large window ahead of it. The waning gibbous moon shimmered in the night sky, yet it was much darker than bright.
"Waning gibbous..." She whispered, "How did I know that?"
The pale woman quickly removed her winter clothing, dropping some of it to the floor. She was left in only her underwear, pulling off her bra and tossing it aside.
Her breasts went limp, the cold nipping at her exposed body, but it felt so lovely to be free.
But it was chilly!
Lily wiggled under the sheets as fast as possible, the sheets as cold as the room. She hid under the blanket until her little nose poked above the hem.
The bedroom was perfect.
But...
Why did it feel like something was missing?
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