A Wolf's Trust [Various X Reader]

The Beginning

"Hey Dad, look what I can do!"

[Name] had stumbled into the house after being outside and playing with her friends. She hurries inside the house because she knew her father is in the kitchen, her nose being able to track down his scent from anywhere. Her black tail is wagging side to side excitedly as she runs inside the house. Her ears are pointed up and straight forward, listening for any noise that her father had made.

"What is it, sweetie?"

[Name] skidded into the kitchen, patting lightly as she stares up at her father. Her father is making lunch and he looks over his shoulder at her and he wipes his hand. He crouches down in front of her, a smile on his features as she's jumping on the balls of her heels. Her father held such a kind smile on his features, but he doesn't have the ears or the tail unlike her.

"Look!"

[Name]'s father fell back onto the floor, his eyes widen as he stares up at the 6 foot tall, black wolf that had replaced his daughter. He pants heavily, his heartbeat racing as he stares up at the wolf that's in the kitchen. He calms himself down and he sits back onto his knees, tilting his head as he gazed at the black wolf.

"[Name]?"

The wolf nods its head and the father lets out a sigh of relief. Her father stands up and [Name] nuzzles her head on her father's shoulder. The father lets out a sigh as he rubs the top of [Name]'s head, her ears falling back and her tail starts to move, knocking down a vase. She turns her head to the noise and her father walks over to the vase, crouching down.

The giant wolf sits down with her head lowered and the ears drop. [Name] knows she messed up and she didn't mean to break the vase. She just got excited and her father chuckles, picking up the pieces as he glances at her.

"It's okay, sweetie," her father assures, placing the broken pieces in the trash. "You'll get the hang of transforming, but you seriously gave me a heart attack. Are you able to turn back."

The giant wolf turns back into the little girl with [Long/Short], [Hair Color] hair and the brightest [Eye Color] eyes. The black ears that sit on top of her head are still present and the father could still see the black tail behind her. Her father walks towards her and ruffles her [Straight/Wavy/Curly/Frizzy] hair, a smile forming on her features.

"I'll finish up lunch and I'll call you when its ready," her father informed, [Name nodding her head.

She runs out the kitchen and outside.

[Name] smiles to herself at the memory as she walks home after stopping at the grocery store since her father had asked her to go grocery shopping. Only reason she gets groceries because her nose can sniff out the ones that are going to rot soon. [Name] is bias towards getting more meat rather than fruit and vegetables, her favorite being duck and sometimes her father makes it for her.

"Dad, I'm home!" [Name] announced, walking into the kitchen and placing the bags down. "What are we having for tonight?"

Her father walked into the kitchen. "Depends what you got from the store." [Name] chuckled, stepping out of the kitchen. "Sweetie, you have to get more than just meat. Vegetables are important too."

[Name] smiles, her tail swaying slowly as she holds her hands behind her back. She smiles cheekily and she walks backwards towards the hallway so she can do her homework. Her father laughs to himself and [Name] hurries into her bedroom, grabbing her homework from her backpack. She sits at her desk in the bedroom and she stares down at the paper.

She could see that her homework is ripped and there's writing on it. Those kids must have ripped on before handing them out and [Name] mustn't have noticed since she had other homework papers to do. She lets out a sigh, her ears dropping in sadness as she looks at each insult on the paper.

Dumb animal

Dirty dog

Wild beast

She picks up her papers and she drops them in the trash bin her room. She gets to work on her other homework assignments, but she hasn't told her father about the bullying. She doesn't know why she hasn't hold him, but the bullying had started to get worse because the kids would tug on her ears and roughly grab her tail.

The school year is ending soon and she still has to pick a high school to go to. She still has to discuss about which high school to go to with her father because the middle school that she was currently at doesn't have that many kids with quirks. She wants to go to a hero school and become a hero just to prove that you're not what the kids call you.

"Dinner's ready!"

Despite not the words reaching the room, [Name] still heard her father. She stands up and exits her bedroom, walking out the hall and into the kitchen, seeing her father placing a bowl of mashed potatoes and steak on the dining table. She sits down, the smell of the steak first hitting her nose and her mouth waters at the sight.

"Thank you, dad!" [Name] said, a smile on her features.

Her father sits down, watching as she serves herself. "What high school do you plan on going? Do you want to pursue a hero course or something different?"

"Uh, dad, there's something I need to tell you," [Name] said, her eyes lowering to her plate. "I've been... bullied at school and-"

"How long?"

[Name]'s ears drop, intertwining her hands. "Since my second year."

"[Name], you could-"

"It's my last year and I want to prove them wrong," [Name] stated, lifting her gaze and her ears lifting. "I want to show them wrong. I want to be a hero just to prove them that I'm not dumb or wild, but that I can actually save people."

Her father stares at her, guilt swirling in his eyes as he looks at his little girl. He should have known something was up while she was at school because sometimes when she walks home, just before she enters the front door, her ears are low and her tail is curled around her legs. He lets out a sigh, lowering his gaze, but he looks at her, seeing the fire in her eyes and he smiles.

"You want to be a hero?" Her father questioned, [Name]'s ears perking up. "What do you think about U.A.? You'd have to do the entrancc exam, but with your skills, I'm sure you're going to get in easily."

[Name] looks at her father with shock. "Really! You're gonna support me?"

"Of course. You're my little girl, [Name]," her father said, a growing smile on his features. "I'm going to support you." [Name]'s ears picked up and he could hear the noise of [Name]'s tail hitting the chair. He smiles, seeing the bright look on her expression. "You must train hard though."

[Name] nods her head, her hair bouncing as she did so. "Of course!"