Moving Away

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Gazing out the window of the classroom, you watch as the clouds race by above and try to tune out the loud screams and shouting from your fellow classmates. You were waiting your teacher to start the lesson but as always he was late, you let out a tired sigh as the noise in the room grew. Beside you sat your friend, Leonidas, he could be loud and boisterous most of the time. You glance over at him, he was conversing with other members of your class, his laughter rung out louder than the others as if to prove your point about how loud he could be.

You look at him quietly, taking in his features. He was different to anyone you'd met before, he has one bright green eye and one electric blue eye hidden under his brown hair and perfectly tanned skin. You turn back to gaze out the window once more, you had a lot on your mind. Not only was your French language teacher going to announce some important thing he's been planning for months but it was only for a single student, you had no idea why your teacher would plan something for one student. Your thoughts drift away from your French class and to other things.
The main thing on your mind was Timberwolf, an strange male hero who vanished over night in America and suddenly turned up where you lived without an explanation, he even kept himself quiet and hidden from everyone's view. You knew he was here because you ran into a few weeks prior as you were walking around the city.


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Your shoes hit the concrete pavement as you trudged quietly through the bustling streets, earbuds in and music covering the white noise from the people around you chattering away as you pass by. You glance down at your phone checking the name of the song and you take a quick glance at the time. 12:30pm. Letting out a sigh as you continue your way towards the university building for the open day you were supposed to be attending. Your friends had asked you to attend the open day with them to look at the various courses available.

You glance up as the suns rays reflect off of the windows of the tall city buildings and amongst the glass buildings you notice some kind of figure moving though at first you hadn't payed any attention to it but the sudden shouting caused you to double take and look back up, just in time to see the figure being thrown towards you. Letting out a startled screech you jumped back, narrowly missing the person that had been thrown towards you and the people around you looked over in surprise before loud screaming could be heard over your music and the crowd of people dispersed around you, running in all directions. You were frozen to the spot as your eyes were drawn to the building the person had come from, a large spider like woman began to make her way towards you. In a swift movement you felt yourself being removed from your spot and you hair fluttered in front of your face until you felt the breeze around you come to an abrupt stop.

Looking slightly up, you noticed you're met with a smiling masked face and you can't help but stare. "Darlin' it's rude to stare. A thanks is enough, now stay here." The person holding you speaks, their accent somewhere between a Texan and English accent and in that moment you realise they're a male and they had been speaking to you. You give a simple nod and watch them rush off, he stops for a moment allowing you to take in his features. He's wearing what seems to look a jumpsuit that almost seems like it has a brown, black and gold fur patter on it, black boots that seem almost like paws at the rounds, black gloves, a brown leather jacket with a fur collar and around his waist is a belt that seems to hold two daggers in holsters. "Name's Timberwolf!" He shouts as he waving slightly and disappears around the corner, you note that he seems to have a tail.


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You hum slightly at the memory, you were so busy staring out the window and reminiscing that you hadn't noticed your friend poking you in the side. You scowl at two tone haired boy slightly and then give him an inquisitive look.

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