His Missing Lynx

Chapter One

       I had to admit this was the best way to go out. It technically wasn't all my fault, sure I had a role, but the real colpurits got away, I mean for petes sake I am not even a senior! "Senior prank gone wrong" was what the news said but I was in fact only 16 and a junior. I had a hand in placing that moose in the school and possibly assisted "stinking up" our principles car, but only did it out of the pure goodness of my heart. Expulsion, was what the priciple of my former high school named called for. I had overheard a couple seniors discussing the yearly school prank and decided to lend a helping hand. I was a were lynx after all, and seemingly the only person able to physically move a moose to the second floor. However, when the moose caused some schhol damage, the rest of what I thought could be my new friends left.

      I stormed out of the building, I didn't need this. At least my name would go down in history at that small school, I couldn't say I had fond memories of that place with my freind abandoning me in middle school, I really had no one just me and my bubbly attitude.

    I walked into my small apartment. I would call someone if I had someone to call. I blamed this all on my mother of course. An absent father ment a scorned mother. She never really liked me and when she found her real mate, not my father, she flew off in a hurry leaving me all the inheritance money of my passed grandparent. I did not argue with that, it would set me for life and I still recivied money from my one night stand father. Brushing the tears out of my eyes, I looked into the mirror of my apartment for the last time, a small girl of 5'2" stood there. I had a small frame with my ordinary brown locks reaching to my chest. My face was not perfect, set as more of an oval shape and dotted with small freckles that surrounded my hazel eyes.

      More determined than ever, I knew what I wanted to do. I ran around the small apartment complex grabbing a small bag and filing it with what I needed. My money, phone, toothbrush and a change of clothing was all I packed. I grabbed my bag and ran towards the woods. My barefeet hit the snow quickly as I went behind a tree and stripped. A second later I was my snow colored lynx again. Purring with satisfaction, I picked up the bag with my razor sharp canines and headed into the woods .I had not considered the threats of the American wolf packs or the dangerous conditions in which I would be traveling, I just knew I wanted a fresh start. And a fresh start was what I would get.