Orpheo slew the wolves that attacked him, and then slew the witch.
Afterwards, he shifted into a bird to fly far and away to someplace that didn't have shifters. That he could live in peace, and not worry about people using him, or trying to take control of his abilities, or anything else that could get him killed.
He was finally on his own, and he was going to like exploring the world, and seeing just what all the world had.
He knew he was unique in the world of shape shifters, but he didn't much care.
He only knew that he was going to live on his own, from here on out.
He flew towards the sun, stretching out his wings, and prepared to go into a dive.
~*~
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