Forbidden Sunrise

Pack of wolves.

My alarm goes off and I'm wide awake. It's half 5 in the morning and I need time to prepare myself. I go to my bathroom and start the shower up. While that's running I'll get my clothes ready.

I pull a black belly top of the hanger and hold it up against myself and look in the mirror. It doesn't match my mood so I throw it on the floor.

There's a massive pile before I finally decide on an outfit.

I've chosen a deep shade of purple skater skirt, a light pink top and my usual purple fur jacket. I've laid everything out on the bed including my dark purple knee high converse.

I head back into the bathroom and go to the cabinet I grab a couple (or more) waxing strips and apply all over my body including my face.. "Shit!" It hurts as the hairs on my body rip off. It's the price you've got to pay to look glamorous though.

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Time flies when you're having fun, yeah something like that.

It's quarter past 8 and I'm just finishing of my makeup. I've applied the third lot of foundation and I just need to put several coats of power on.

My hair is backcombed and my ears are hidden somewhere inside.

Lipstick, mascara and eyeliner and I'm ready to leave for school.

"Claudine!" Howleen is howling my name. I take one more look at myself before I leave my room.

Howleen is my little sister. I have five brothers. It's hard to keep up.

A run up the stairs to the display house. Like Frankie and Cleo and pretty much every monster we live underneath with a fake house for anyone trespassing.

I come from a big family. A pack of wolves to be specific.

Howldon, now he's the oldest of the triplets. He's thirteen like the rest and he doesn't act his age. He wears the same scruffy clothes until our mother, Harriet tells him to go change. Wearing clothes is unusual for us, since we're wolves.

Howie the middle triplet him and Howleen are always mucking around and will never grow up, however his hygienic skills are a lot better than Howldon's.

Howleen the youngest triplet. She is the only sister I've got she's the fastest girl on the schools running track team, she even beats the boys.

Clawnor is the youngest he is seven years young and he has a few more months until he gets his traits and learns to howl with the wolves.

Then there is Howlmilton he is not the smartest credit to our family but he has .. A certain charm to his abilities..

Last but not least Clawd he's the oldest out of us all. He's eighteen years old and he can drive. I'm so jealous. I guess we all look up to him..

"Jeez you take hours to get ready." Howldon fired as I walked through the kitchen.

"Yeah well it's better than taking none" I barked back.

"She's got you there bro." Howie howled with laughter.

"Come on let's just go." I changed the subject and headed out the door.