The next day was Friday. Also known as the day of homecoming. In Science Jax sat down beside me, and started talking excitedly about the night ahead. "...And then after pictures, we can go to that little restaurant around the bend, and we can share a plate of spaghetti-" "I was thinking steak?" " A girl who's not afraid to eat. Nice. Okay, I will make reservations right now. I can pick you up at 6:15, if you'll just give me your address.." "Slow down bukaroo. I can meet you at your house, and be prepared to run." "WHAT?" He screamed after me as I left with the bell. "See you there!!" I called out.
I walked home after school-well, the forest- and prepared for homecoming. Dress, check! Corsage, check! Now, make up... ah hah! tree bark to rouge my cheeks, wild berries for lipstick, and..! MY HAIR!! Okay, the birds lent me some feathers, here is a deer antler brush, and now for a final touch... PERFECT! Well, gotta go! I bolted to Jax's house to meet him and his family.
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The Silvermoon Hunt Pack and our ways
WerewolfThe girl was what you could call an average 16 year old with a hard life, trying to make the most of it. Until one peculiar night out in the dark woods caught her off guard... I want to try and tell a story with ups and downs, and how family sticks...
