The last shadowkie

She suffers and begrudgingly limps through the hell she calls life, constantly being hunted. Constantly being looked down up on for what she is.
Her anger boils; like a wildfire it burns. The dark corners of the world lead her to comfort, nature turns to face her. opening it's arms when the society's are against her.

She is fast....she is deadly....she is,
The Last Shadowkie