kill For Her -wenclair-

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A few of the larger male wolf's where flexing their arms trying to show off their muscles some smirking to show off their sharp deadly teeth

a few female where pretending to stretch to show off their lean feminine bodies

each werewolf releasing their own natural pheromones to get the new students attention

"and lastly we have our werewolves or as they like to call themselves furs they are very durable and strong they can deliver and take a large of damage

they are also very good at carrying large amount of weight depending on their level of course

some them are trained for fighting we have a few that are trained to carry nothing but weight each werewolf has a powerful sense of smell and a powerful bite as well as a set of sharp claws"

Wednesday slowly looked from one werewolf to the next her eyes staring at each wolf up and down with interest but only for a few seconds

before her black eyes quickly moved onto the next werewolf like a child that was told they could only pick out one type of candy in a candy store

Weems prayed softly she had no idea what the black haired girl was thinking and it was slowly driving her up the walls like a cat trying to reach a red dot against the wall just out of its reach

she had spent years in the same room and team as morticta but the girl in front of her was a whole diffrent board game

She was nothing like the dove who she had learned to read like a book

Neither was the raven like her little enid that would tell her honestly if something was wrong or if something happened

This girl was nothing more then a mystery that seemed to have not end in sight

Like a corn maze with to many twist and turns

Wednesday slowly stopped her eyes landing one werewolf that caught her full attention She didnt know why but something about this one werewolf called to her

Like a sirens song calling a sailor who had spent months on the open ocean luring her to the edge of the ship ready to sink into the watery grave

Maybe it was the wolfs blond hair with highlights or the fact that the werewolf girl wasn't paying them any attention her blue eyes staring at the ground

Sitting on her knees a colorful claw drawing patterns in the soft brown soil a few feet away from the rest of the werewolves

or maybe it was the dull brown collar around the blond she wolfs slim neck to the raven it just didnt fit on the bright she wolf she could picture the wolf with a shocking pink or baby blue even violet collar

She didnt understand but something inside of her just wanted to steal the she wolf

To take her far away from the school

Her family believed a werewolf had to be free to roam

slaughter and kill until their inner beast where satisfied

the earth soaked in blood

Until they where surrounded by the corpses of their kills