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Enid Sinclair the first and only daughter born amongst six older bothers of the great sinclair pack wasn't going to lie to herself no matter who said otherwise

She refused to start with that horrible little habit as she first handedly had seen what happens when someone starts to lie to themselves

How a simple little white lie slowly turned into a tornado of lies created to come back and destroy its creaters life

To rip them apart their master apart piece by piece

How it can ruin a happy family

How it Slowly cut at the bonds of a relationship and friendship like a butter knife cutting away at a rope holding up a bridge made of steel

She tried not to lie very often but she wouldn't think twice about laying to her friend's and adopted mother so that they wouldn't worry about her as if they would ever believe her silly little lies 

Principal weems her adopted mother not by law unfortunately had told her time and time again that she had a horrible poker face when she tried to lie

Or so they thought

enid had learned to lie so perfectly growing up with her family of werewolves that no one even noticed when she lied straight to their faces

The only time they noticed was when she lied about being not being hurt is when they could see or knew about her being injury or sick

Enid loved weems it was thanks to the older shapeshifter that she was able to attend nevermore academy but sometimes she had no choice but to lie to her adopted mother

Even if she did feel bad about it afterwards

She was only 6 years old when she first laid eyes on the older women for the first time during her wolf trail and honestly she felt bad for her own feral behavior back then

The second her blue eyes landed on the older woman as she walked past the young wolf pup who was sitting in a tree waiting for her prey to fall into her trap

staring down at the shapeshifter only one thought had run threw her young and starving head

and that was the shifter looked like a feast on two legs

Without a second thought she had gotten ready to leap down from the branch to attack the older woman with her claws and sharp teeth

She was luckily stopped by a shadow honestly she couldn't remember the persons face that had been helping her with finding food

Weems had tried to teach her how to stay calm and not let the smallest of things make her nervous or uncomfortable

even with all of that helpful training she received from the older woman and her closest friends

She felt like a huge nerve that was being tapped danced on by fear and worry mix in with the melody of being scared out of her little wolf mind

and sweet mother of hell could the couple dance as of they where doing a tango over on her nerves and she personally couldn't even dance

She felt sick to her stomach one second then felt like passing out the next her body temperature was boiling hot

Before turning ice cold the next she felt like ripping out her own hair at this rate even her head felt dizzy with all of the thoughts running threw her mind

Not even the melody she normally hummed to herself helped to calm herself down

Oddly enough if she heard a dark melody she would run for it but not this dark melody

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