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Sitting in the room that had once been hers, Mei-Rin was reading. That was when Arthur came to her, saying those words. Her heart clenched painfully; she shouldn’t have let him be alone.

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“Think or you know?” Karla asked, biting her lip nervously

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     She tilted her head curiously, but it soon clicked, making her chuckle with a short howl, “Of course I did! What, are people not used to talking animals nowadays?” Braelynn held up one paw behind her ear, gesturing as if she was hard of hearing. But truth be told, she was just messing with him.

     “It’s a pretty drawing though, the range must be great to hike up!” She grinned. “There’s no one else around if you’re thinking there’s someone else speaking for me. This is natural!”

     Her speaking was unnatural and her species was purely extinct. To a human, she was unnaturally large; larger than the average gray wolf. Braelynn was around two times the size of a normal gray wolf and could look above the table with ease.

“Uhh huh, well then, I, I guess, I haven’t gotten the memo then…” as much as he wanted to run, he couldn’t. He didn’t realize how large the wolf before him was. “It, yeah…Thanks, I, do take pride in my landscapes, and, the range is indeed a great hike. So, if, if its natural, how, can you talk, as a wolf…but, if, if your a wolf…are, you like, a were-wolf? Or, just a wolf that can talk?”

     “Nah, I’m no werewolf. Werewolves are a lot bigger than this! You don’t see werewolves run around during the day, do you?” Braelynn had asked this as both a genuine question but also as a joke. She knew werewolves didn’t transform during the day, only elder ones could. But could baby ones do the same?

     “I’m just a wolf! Nothing too special. I can talk because I can! I’m a super special wolf!”