Seeking Solace

Ch.1 700 days

A chunky, red SUV rides down the highway; trees, and mountains blocking the sky from view, people and buildings begin to feel distant, like they were a myth to begin with, but the sound of a woman clearing their throat pulls Elliot from his mesmerized daze. "Elliot, hood, please," she dralls, rolling her eyes." Elliot grumbles, he flips his hood up, pressing his fluffy brown ears down, "Nobodies even around, we haven't seen a car for the last four hours." Citrine smirks, "and I'm sure you can wait two more." Elliot sighs, "Fine."

I'm a fox shifter, and so was my Mom... She got sick, and well, there was nothing that could be done. Most shifters live in packs of their own kind in towns, villages and even small cities which tended to have a wider variety of shifters. Every where else was full of humans and it wasn't unheard of to dislike and shun shifters, it was especially common in small populus' and high society.

My mother lived by herself in the middle of a human city with few shift doctors. It was devastating, the way she had to go... The disease had existed for thousand of years, and people used to think it was a curse. They called it the spirit eating curse. It slowly disconnects and kills one of the shifter's forms, it can take anywhere from months to years, but once it's done that, it kills the rest of the body in a matter of months.