She ran, and ran. They were coming. The full moon was out and it was time. The scuff of Claire's neck became sore as she wined in confusion. There was a dead end up ahead and that's when she heard the crinkling of fallen leafs. She had to think quick. They were getting closer. She did the only thing she could do. Disguise her. She took the form of a pawless. If they found her she'd be eaten. So she led her down on the ivy bush, not paying attention to what she was doing, and shook the tree above to get the remaining leafs to cover Claire up.
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Magically Sane
FantasyIvy had lived in a mental institution ever since she was found in the woods as a toddler. She feared other humans until she was taught otherwise. No one really knew what was wrong with her, she just acted like a wild animal herself. As if she was a...
