Mason Evans always dreamed of finding someone of the same species as himself and falling in love, but that was something that was like a fantasy to the eighteen year old considering that he was a deer shapeshifter. Living in a society and time where shapeshifters were extremely common he still was only one of the few...
"My, my, love. Are you sure you want to leave such a cruel world behind?" Far beyond the horizon, clouds gathered-throbbing, budding, menacing. Time was slipping through their fingers. "What can be worse than this?" A slow, wicked smile split his face in two. Oh how delightfully wild he looked! So wild, so dangerous...