A Pack of Misfits

Chapter 7

A/N: I wanted to turn my drawing into a gif but my animation program was being stupid and wouldn't let me :( so you're stuck with a boring still drawing. Sorry ;~;

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"I meaaaaan, it's no surprise that it happened. After all, I am sixty percent wolf and only forty percent human. But then again, you probably didn't know that until I told you." I exclaim before sitting down on a tree stump.

Jacob stared at me with a confused expression before he quickly became shocked.

"Um, how?! What? Werewolves are suppose to be fifty percent wolf? Where did the extra ten percent come from?" Jacob exclaimed, dumbfounded.

"Oh, you see! One of my great something grandfather were well known as the frisky type! They got dead drunk and did it with a normal wolf! Don't worry, they were also in wolf form. They took responsibility and raised that wolf's child as their own. Surprisingly, everyone in the pack wasn't really freaked out and accepted that child as their own. That child, my great something grandmother couldn't shift and was stuck in this partly human-wolf form. Kinda like those typical werewolves form myths!

It also explains why my pack are able to shift and keep our clothes! Our clothes are actually our fur! The shifting with clothes thing is also a dominant trait in my family and due to the very strong pack bond, everyone in our pack was able to eventually shift and keep their clothes clothes! I'm pretty sure that people from outside our pack can also do it, but only if they're mates with someone in our pack—and I don't know if I should be telling you this but it's honestly too late soooo, here's more stuff!" I chirped.

White with red stripes flashed through my mind as my wolf stared at me. Shock and Anger. She let out a bark and growled at me angrily.

Don't worry you worrywart! Mommy said I couldn't tell anyone any secrets! This isn't a secret! It's just that other packs are to lazy to study our history and stuff. And since they don't, they wouldn't know anything about us obviously. Then again, I'm pretty sure our pack doesn't tell anything to the council and they don't allow anywolf to write about our history.

I ignored my wolf as she protested. I started explaining more stuff to Jacob.

Poof!

"We can also transform into a semi-human forms! See!" I exclaimed as wolf ears and a tail sprouted from my body.

I wagged my tail and wiggles my ears to prove that they were real and working.

"T-That's amazing! And also really weird... c-can I touch you tail?" He asked, eyeing my tail curiously.

"Sure!" I chirped.

He moved towards me before sitting at my feet and petting my tail. He stared at my tail like a toddler discovering something new.

"Damn, it's so soft and fluffy." He murmured.

"You have your own tail, don't you? I don't get what's so special about mine."

"Come on, it's not everyday you see a werewolf be able to turn into a semi-human form like some kind of anime. You also have a very unique fur color. And plus, humans get all excited about each other's hair even though they have their own head of hair. At least, most of 'em." He said as he let go of my tail and sat on a log across from me.