Chapter III, Our Trail

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I sat on my bed, munching on a plate of half-eaten cookies. We had made a ton of them and had to clean up quickly because my brother had spotted our parents, who were getting closer. Speaking of them, I heard the front door opening.

Anyway, I thought it would be nice to ask Ethan if he wanted to go for a walk on our trail. If he declined, I'd go on my own. Excitedly, I hopped off my bed, opened the door, and made my way down the hallway. I knocked on Ethan's door using our secret sequence, a pattern we had created to know whether it was our parents or not.

"Come in!" he yelled from behind the door. I entered his room, closing the door behind me. "What's up?" he asked softly. "Well, I was wondering if you'd like to go for a walk on our trail," I said, raising an eyebrow. "Sure, bud! But let's keep it short, okay?" he replied. "Okay!" I happily responded.

I opened the front door, and Ethan closed it behind us. Our parents didn't even ask where we were going, as usual. We turned left from our house and walked towards the trees.

Silently, we walked along the dirt path we had made. However, thoughts about therians kept occupying my mind. I couldn't help but wonder if I might be one and what it would be like. Would I face more bullying if I were a therian? I knew I had experienced things that "normal people" hadn't.

"Max!" my brother whispered, interrupting my thoughts. "Huh? What's--" I began to reply, but he quickly covered my mouth with his hand, signaling me to be quiet. "There's a wolf," he whispered.

"So? I've seen this guy before. He won't hurt you," I reassured him. "What do you mean he won't harm us?! It's a wolf!" he exclaimed. "Well, if you don't believe me, just watch!" I said confidently.

I whistled in the direction of the wolf. It turned its head toward us. Then, I tapped my leg three times, and the wolf trotted over to us.

My brother froze as the wolf approached and rubbed against my leg. After a while, the wolf grew tired and walked away. Once it was gone, we continued walking back home.

We finally reached home, I went up to my bedroom saying goodnight to my brother. Now, an hour later, I find myself sitting on my bed, trying to fall asleep. The term "therians" just won't get out of my head.

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