Picture of Becca's fox. It's not precise but it's to give you an idea of how it looks like.
Rebecca(Becca) Rose has light blonde hair which goes almost all the way down to her butt. She has mesmerizing purple eyes and a curvy body, but she is in no way fat. She is 5 ft.8 tall. She has a very special secret.
Zoe Lynn has dark brown, wavy hair which goes to the middle of her back. She has light green eyes and a slender body. She is 5 ft.7 tall. She is the only one who knows Becca's secret.
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*Becca's POV*
"Please! Just for a little bit?" Zoe asks.
"Come one! Please don't make me!" I answer.
"I will make you! I haven't seen you shift in weeks and you know how much I like to cuddle with you in your other form." She begs.
"Why do you think I haven't shifted in front of you for a while then..." I whisper.
"Huhh? Did you say something? Please? Just for a few minutes."
"FINE!!" I give in.
Zoe does a quick happy dance before she sits down on her bed again and watches me closely. I sigh and concentrate on my shift. It didn't take long until I feel the now familiar feeling of my bones breaking and changing places. After a short time I was standing on all four looking up into Zoe's astounded eyes. She shouldn't be so chocked, she has seen me shift into a fox many times now. Yeah, I can shift into a fox, cool right? I have been able to every since I saved a fox in the woods a couple of months ago. And I don't turn to any average fox either. I turn to a fox bigger than an average wolf, my fur looks like any fox's except for the fact that the orange on my fur has a shifting color that makes me look like I'm on fire. And my eyes change into that shifting orange color as well when I'm in fox form. All this because I showed some kindness to a random fox, but that's a story for another day.
"Thanks for finally letting me out. Do you know how long you kept me in?! I felt like a sardine in a jar!" My fox, Vixen, complains.
"Don't exaggerate." I answer calmly in my mind while rolling my eyes.
"Humph, did not." She answers a little unconfident.
I only laugh while she shuts me out. I jump on the bed where Zoe still sits, staring at me. I lay down and snuggle up with my long, beautiful tail. Zoe moves closer and started stroking my back. Oh I love to be petted but I would never say that out loud, my pride forbids. I soon fall asleep in the bed while Zoe keep petting me and whispering how cute I am.
I wake up by a slightly panicked Zoe who points at the clock next to her bed. 10pm it says. Shit. I'm supposed to be home at 8pm or my father will beat me as punishment. I change back to human and get dressed in some of Zoe's clothes before rushing of grabbing my bag that I left by the door.
I run all the way home and thanks to all the training I have been doing on the sly I stand outside my front door in less than 10 minutes later only slight out of breath. I open the door as quietly as I can hoping my so called father wont notice. But just as I am about to ascend the stairs to safety I hear someone clear his throat behind me. I quickly turn around to see my father's drunk figure leaning against the living room door with an evil smile on his face and his belt in his hands.
Not again. That is all I manage to think before he punches me in the face making me land on my butt with a thud. He then raises the belt and whip me with his belt all over my body. It hurts like hell but I keep quiet only whimpering quietly knowing that if I make a noise the whippings will only increase.
After a long while I feel my strength slowly going away and my eyes start to close. I know that I am bleeding badly and if he doesn't stop soon I might even die. With that in my thought and Vixen whimpering for him to stop in my mind I slowly rise to my feet. My father looks at me surprised that I am about to struggle back for the first time in forever.
He raises his belt again but just when it's about to hit me I grab it and jerk it out of his hands. He looks at me even more surprised and when he steps towards me I punch him in the face hard enough to knock him out. I then run up the stars and when I reach my room and bathroom I quickly strip before I take a shower. I shower quickly to get the blood away and in the protection of the water running I cry. I cry for myself. I know I'm selfish and though it's all my fault I can't stop asking if even I deserve this. I don't think I can take it any more. The way it's going now I'll probably die before I even get a chance to live.
With that thought I step out of the shower and dry my body careful not to touch my wounds before getting dressed in black skinny jeans, a grey polo crop top and grey converse. I'm not crying anymore and with determination I fix a new layer of dark makeup around my eyes before I call Zoe on my phone. When I tell her what happened and that I'm going to run away she insists on coming with me. We quickly decide to meet at the train station in 30 minutes.
After we hang up I get my duffel bag out. I throw it on my bed and start filling it with clothes and other necessities. When I'm sure I've got everything I carefully lift my mattress and take out a jar with all my savings in it. It's probably around 10.000 dollars since I have been saving for years in case I would need it.
I hide my savings in the middle of my bag surrounded by clothes and close the bag before I hear yelling coming from the other side of my bedroom door. Shit, my father is awake but luckily I locked the door to my bedroom before I stepped in the shower. I open my window and take a last glance at my now almost empty room. I see my teddy bear is still laying on my bed and quickly put him in my bag as well before I throw my bag out the window. I sigh and say a silent goodbye to the home I known all my life before I jump out the window. It only stings a little bit when I land on my feet. If I didn't have my fox I'm sure I would have broken something.
When I reach the train station 15 minutes later I see Zoe already waiting for me with her own duffel bag on her shoulder. I walk up to her and she gives me a tight but gentle hug. I smile a sad smile before I drop it and look at the small and dark train station which is the only one in this neighborhood. The rougher part of town.
"How about we go to Crescent City?" Zoe asks after she has studied the map on the wall for a while.
"Sure, it's like three states away so it should be enough." I answer and go to buy us tickets.
"Two one-way tickets to Crescent City please." I say to the man in the small ticket booth.
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Foxfire (Editing)
WerewolfRebecca Rose has grown up with an abusive father and has learned to live with pain. Physically and mentally, she is prepared for anything. The only thing that has kept her going is her best friend Zoe Lynn. They have been the best of friends ever si...
