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Runaway Night

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Parts 4
Time 6m

horse humor owl shifter wolf

My name is Kahilia. I'm a shifter, but not your ordinary shifter. I shift into many things. Including wolves, horses and owls and many more. My favorite is a horse. I was born just a plain old horse shifter. Buuuuuttttttt because my mom JUST HAD to be rude to a witch, I was cursed. I can only change into a human at the hours between night and dawn and dusk and night. My animals are always pitch black. It stands for the sins my mother committed.All Rights Reserved

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