Broken fighter

Freedom

"Thank you. " I let my hand drop and I walk in the room. Deep in thought that I did not even notice I was alone now. It was a familiar feeling, I was not always like the way I am. I was sweet and innocent. It is weird something within me needs the company of others and the darker side of me stifles and makes me feel like I am drowning. I tried to hide the dark side of me cause it scares people. I have known the worst of people, I have known the best in people. I run from my own demons but I would protect others till my last breath. I take a deep breath trying to clear my mind. I listen to the noise around me. Not hear anything I pack some clothes in a bag, then I silently slip out the window. I go into the forest not caring if I got caught. Just knowing I needed to somehow get out of this mood. When I thought I was in a good spot I hid my bag. Then stripped off the rags I had on, throwing them in the same hiding spot as the bag. The breeze on my skin, made me feel alive for the first time in a while. Changing into my wolf form, hurt like a bitch. Bone snapped, joints popped. It all reformed into a wolf slightly daintier than an actual wolf but bigger than a dog. My prisoners like to comment on how small I was in wolf form it was almost cute. They would mock me as they tortured me. The pain was mind-numbing, that was not the only thing they did. They wanted to see what made us tick. I whine of pain comes from me, remembering everything they did. The hair on the back of my neck started to stand up as I whirled around. I saw a black wolf he was bigger than I am. I thought in my head with sass "what do you want Clint?" He shakes his head.

"Little wolf, I can read your mind. we have telepathy" I startled me to hear his voice my head.

"Wait can you read my mind all the time?"

"No, you have to concentrate on a person or group of people. we just can not go around reading other minds so do not worry little wolf." I sit down interested wanting to know more. A million questions were directed to Clint. He laughs, amused at my eagerness. "Slow down, I can not answer all your questions at once."

"Why not?" I mentally facepalm. "Never mind, that was a stupid question." He just shakes and I get the feeling he is laughing at me. I stand up and start to walk away. Clint follows me right beside me, not say a thing. He has to shorten his stride to let me keep up, we walk this for time. It was peaceful for once I felt calm and happy. I did not know if it was being in my wolf form or if it was the man next to me. He cared himself with confidence which was somehow reassuring. I yawn my exhaustion catching up with me. I lay my head on my paws and close my eyes. Just laying peacefully before my curiosity got the best of me and open my eyes. To find Clint watching me. "What are you thinking?"
"You a lot more mature then I remember, little wolf." It surprised me that he would say that.
"Thank you. I feel like I have been through a lot since the last time we talked."