a pyromaniac

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Max.... I knew his scent... My house was on fire and my mom was burning inside. Guilt running through my system, as if I was the cause of her drinking problem, of her failed relationships, of the fire. I wish I was still a little kid... . I was absolutely horrified that I ran.

I got far enough of where I couldn't see smoke in the sky any more, then I was tackled. I quickly morphed into my full fox form and managed to pry my attacker off. Max, in his full half demon wolf from, snarled. We vrilced eacother until he lunged, I ducked under him, my fangs tearing into his underbelly. This of course only.mad him mad, he grabbed my tail in his maw and threw me against a tree. I heard a couple of sickening cracks in my rib cage.

He must of heard somthing,.cause he ran away. I and was left, beaten and broken, the blue fox...
I passed out.I felt someone drag me somewhere. It was bailey, she had taken me to her house, I woke up, still in fox form, in a warm blanket. bailey was playing Mario cart.

I was sore , and thank god bailey took magicks class, cause she mended my bones and gashes pretty well.
I tell back into sleep.

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