I don't know what I am. I know I am definitely not human. Humans can't 'hibernate' like a bear. Let alone bears only do it for one season. I hibernate for years at a time. It's random too. I don't know why I sleep so long or what even wakes me up. Another mystery, that is me. Humans, well most of them... Don't eat like I do. They're not meant to at least. They evolved to eat meat cooked to begin with. I on the other hand can eat it how I please. I'm not wholly carnivorous either. I eat what I need. I can heighten and dull my senses at will. Even grow my nails into long knife sharp claws when I wish. Like I did when I ate that deer. I've lived so long, and yes I want answers, but I wish I could find my place. Where I belong. In all these years I haven't found another like me. Not even a whisper. It doesn't help that I'm stuck with the problem of not knowing who to ask, or what I should ask. Humans can be quite fearful and suspicious. I've seen that fear and suspicion so often. From the few mistakes that I have made to the unfortunate events that had people accused of witch craft and then get brutally punished for it.
A very ugly side of humanity. Yet I am still drawn to them. Is it my normal form and how it resembles them so much that has my attention? Who can really know. Not all the humans are heartless. Besides they are the only creatures that I feel I can have companions, if I follow the right strategies. Or risk being on the recieving end of a witch hunt if things go wrong.
They have so much diverse folklore, that in some way I hope I may get, even a whisper, of some if not all the questions that I have of my own existence....
Yet there are many of them that make me question, why do I feel the need to pay attention to them.
The answer always comes as, there are many innocents amongst them. Then the need to protect comes into effect.
Besides I can't avoid them forever. For a species such as theirs, they are quite diverse. Numerous... My home is this forest, and even after all this time, I haven't traveled far from its borders. The furthest I had travelled was to one of the larger human settlements two days by horse drawn carriage.
Something kept me from travelling any further. My strange "hibernation", was a part of it possibly?
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FantasyIn a world that constantly changes, with some things only noticeable over many years, there is one who doesn't appear to change. Age is of no matter to her. She doesn't know who she truly is, or even what she is. With her world mostly ruled by human...
