#s: eah

Cerise rolled her shoulders back and tilted her head from left to right, trying to relieve the tension of her transformation. It hurt to feel your spine alter itself to fit a different creature, whether it was from human to wolf or wolf to human. The price she paid to be a-

"Cer?" a voice asked, and the brunette spun around to see none other than Daring Charming. "Cer, what's going on?" Fear betrayed his voice, and the young werewolf frowned.

"I-I'm not doing anything, just-just running," she explained. She glanced down at her feet for a moment before looking back up to him. "Look, I, uh... please don't tell anyone. All the royals already want me kicked out for not following my destiny like Raven; if they find out I'm this, they'll-"

Much to Cerise's surprise, Daring, approached her and... wrapped her in a hug? The Daring Charming... hugged her? "I get it," he whispered. "Your secret's safe with me."

Slowly, the werewolf's arms came to wrap around the prince as well. Part of her mind was yelling at her, saying this was just a trick and she was going to wind up covered in pig's blood like Carrie White. "Thanks," she smiled softly. However, she found herself pulling out of the hug a moment later. "Um, shouldn't you be, I don't know, wooing Apple or something?"

Daring shrugged. "I dunno," he replied. "Lately, all this royal-rebel stuff has seemed so overrated. Why can't we just... let whatever happens happen?"