Chapter 5

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  ZOEY'S PERSPECTIVE

I looked up from my burlap sack, it was getting warm and the more comfortable the longer I stayed in it. I didn't want to leave. Now that I look back on it it was probably just the tranquilizer effects still playing tricks on my mind. My ears fold up reaching the top of the sack.  The girl with the wolf ears has curly red hair  from what could I see down to her waist she was a normal Caucasian human except for her ears and her bushy wolf tail I could just see extending out of her pants. Was she the one who kidnapped me? No she was too feminine it was a man who took me. In all the time that it took me to figure this out the girl had left and where she once was a pile of clothes; her clothes, and a wolf. To my surprise the wolf spoke to me. It told me to shift. What the heck did it mean! Then I recognized the same bushy tail and ears, this was the girl that rescued me and somehow she turned into a wolf! She told me to shift, does that mean shift gears? But my bike is at home so I tell her just that.
"But I left my bike at home?"
She gives me a stupid look then looks behind me and her eyes widen she signals for me to follow her with a flick of her tail. I start sprinting after her my ears and tail following with the wind, I look behind me and see a man in a black linen outfit yelling
"Get back here!"
I match the face to the gruff voice who had captured me. This was who took me from my home this is took me from all I knew this is the one who dragged me in a burlap sack to wherever this place is! I turned back and broke into a run, there was no way I could catch up to the girl who was by now miles ahead of me, but at least I could outrun the man in the black getup. The wolf changed direction; I didn't know what was going on or why she was turning but I knew animals had sharper senses then humans did (That's what I still considered myself as) so I followed her. She took me to a nearby forest and she pushed herself down and slid into a hole between two tree trunks. I of course couldn't fit so I climed a tree to the very top and hid among the interwoven branches.

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