Goldy heaved a hefty sigh as she noticed that the youngins were not in the shelter. She shoved her muzzle through the crack just to make sure, and found that they had all left. Wonderfulâ€¦.her aunt was going to kill her. As far as  taking care of the youngins went she had obviously failed. In fact they probably went scounging around in the dangerous inderlander city. Inderlander because it was a city full of non humans but humans didnâ€™t know this. Though inderlanders such as witches, vampires, and werewolves worked hard to prevent other inderlanders from doing bad things. These inderlanders worked for a beaurau called special opts, and worked separately from common humans. Managing their own area of law. She sighed these children didnâ€™t give her aunt a break. Since they did belong to her aunt because her mother strictly stayed in human form, and had taught all her children to stay in human form. However , she was the runt and thus her transformation was rather difficult to master though she could do the transformation it still hurt like hell.<br/><br/>She sat her little fox form down, as she shut her eyes and imagined transforming into her golden human form. Painfully her paws turned to hands, and feet. Then her body grew to about 5 ft and she looked like a normal teenage girl. Nobody ever said she wasnâ€™t a damn good looking human. She stepped after a long while from the forest to enter the ever busy city streets. It wasnâ€™t long till she started being barked out by a seeing eye dog. Her blonde hair flushed behind her as she looked at the dog with her eyes. But that was about as good as staring a horse in the eyes. It did nothing. If she was a werewolf maybe things would be different. "Damn dog bark at someone who cares." She muttered. 300,000 people and out of them laid 5 little youngyins or rather hellions at this rate. What was she going to do?