The coyote was transforming into a beautiful woman, her thick shoulder length caramel coloured hair. Messy, but still gorgeous. Her beauty was ethereal. Making her seem fragile.
Allison stared in awe, she was jaw-dropping. Her nude body was toned, hourglass shaped, her breasts were perfectly in proportion with her tan body, covered in dirt and leaves.
Before she could react, the mysterious woman dashed away in the dark, leaving Allison in shock, but curious at the same time.
''Please come back! I'm not going to hurt you I promise! I'm here to help you!'' Allison blurted out, without even thinking about what she was going to say.
To the huntresses surprise, the werecoyote stopped, and knelt on the ground. With her face pointing down.
Carefully, Allison walked up to her, making soft and gentle movements so that she wouldn't scare her.
She knelt down too. Lifting the girl's face with her finger. Both of their hearts were beating extremely fast, mixing adrenaline with fear.
With a fast movement, Allison put her hand on her cheek, causing her to flinch. ''Sorry.'' She said. Being more gentle, she cupped her soft face with her left hand and gently tucked a loose strand of hair behind the girl's ear. Something was special about that girl. Allison thought. Her glossy innocent eyes, with a childlike wonder captivated her.
''Hi.'' Allison said with a sweet smile. ''What's your name?''
''Ma-Malia.'' The werecoyote stuttered.
''My name is Allison. We need to get you out of here girl, it's way too cold, here, take my sweater.'' She had a thick warm wool oversized sweater on, she took it off swiftly, exposing her slim shoulders. ''Here you go.'' Gently, she held Malia's arms and put them in the holes of her sweater. The material was long enough to cover her knees, covering up her body.
''Why are you doing this for me?'' she asked. ''Are you not afraid of me? A monster?''
Allison smiled. ''You're not a monster Malia, you have a gift. It can be hard sometimes. But you're special.''
Malia's eyes glistened with hope. ''Thank you Allison.''
She observed her pale face transform into a close mouthed smile, that smile made her feel safe, like somebody cared for her. She had never had someone look like that at her.
She pulled Allison into a tight embrace, surprised, Allison hugged back. Their body heat warming up each other.
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Hunting season (mallison)
Teen FictionMalia and Allison. WARNING: contains mature language and maybe smut. This is my first story so it's not the best but I hope you enjoy :)