𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃. 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 about them without much care in the world, swimming in the lake like the campers with her brother. before the fire, before the white wolf, before she got bit in the same woods she used to not be afraid of. now she sees glowing yellow, or red, eyes among the shadows && each crack of a branch or rustle of wind on leaves leaves goosebumps against skin or hair to stand on edge ! worst of all? she’s one of the same creatures that’s become of her family, of her own father && twin. at least like this, with whatever 𝓪𝓫𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂 she was granted during her change, will allow her to keep them from hunting family members . . will keep some of them alive until morning when body explodes into bloodstained skin && senses return from the mentally of the beast. ; ❝ nights not over, unfortunately. ❞ kaylee will say with eyes glancing ‘round the woods surrounding them as her && dylan come into a clearing with cabins in the distance. they should’ve taken the path, but it was too . . out in the open to her liking. the wolves stick to the wood mostly as they linger just out of sight. stalking, waiting. ❝ for me, for you. but, at least ya don’t 𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙽 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙾 one of 'em at any given moment. ❞ honesty comes with a price, especially tonight. ❝ promise . . ya won’t kill me? when i do turn back, i mean. i don’t have control over what i do as one . . i don’t wanna hurt nobody. ❞
