Cer took another bite. She didn’t believe him obviously. Another scent would be present at least a little of he was truthful. Instead of contradicting him she decided to change the subject. “So why would you think I was bait for those hunters? I guess you didn’t see what I did to two of them.”<br/><br/>She glanced around as he answered, taking in the different sights of his home. It seemed normal enough. Modern kitchen, modern living, and bedrooms were probably the same. Francis seemed to live in comfort, away from the bigger cities. So why would the hunters be after him?<br/><br/>She remembered how she first met the organization of hunters. Her parents were the ones who called them to her. They didn’t understand why their daughter was different, why she was something other than human. Truthfully Cer didn’t know either.<br/><br/>She lived the peaceful life of a child until she was 5. Then her body began to change and one day a wolf had stood were she was just at. She looked down at the huge black paws, then looked up at the horrified faces of their parents. They didn’t even realize she was the wolf. Her father kicked at her, shouting obscenities and chased her away. Hours later when she was able to shift back to her human form she returned to her parents. Eventually a couple years later she couldn’t hide the wolf form anymore and her parents contacted the hunters to have her committed. Or so she was told. They took her and she overheard them saying how it would be better to just kill the kid. So she escaped and learned how to take care of herself and continued to run from everything and everyone.<br/><br/>Her mind wandered back to the present. Absentmindedly she looked into Francis’ eyes. “When did you first learn you were a fox?”<br/><br/><br/>Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk