<div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i727.photobucket.com/albums/ww276/watersprit03/rp%20characters/JXOnline3w18i534254NNq1.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/>Chole<br/>24<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">The scent of wet earth and trees fill my lungs as my feet dig into the earth. The streaks of moonlight fly past me as my speed increases the air filling my lungs and leaving just as quick. A rustle behind me catches my attention causes my mind to scream 'RUN' and with that my feet did even harder into the earth. A deep rumble echoes behind me as I turn behind a tree to see the creature he is hot on my trail his piercing eyes diving into me as his eyes clash with my own. Fear and excitement rush through me, the thrill of the chase the thrill of knowing he will catch me no matter how far and fast I run. The rustle of his movements behind me stirring the feelings deep within me. But as I run I hear coming ever closer hear the rugged pants of his breath as he reaches my side. With a swift movement of his head I am pushed of balance and soon he is over me. A whine in retreat which soothes his ragged breathing soon the rubbing of heads and light licks of comfort fill the moment. And soon I feel myself return my hands holding on to him close his breath on my neck as he holds me close. A calmness comes over me as I lay in his arms but as I raise my hands to his face to see him he vanishes into a mist as does the forest that holds such a secret place and the silence consumes me.</span><br/><br/>With a half scream I wake from my daily dream my breath ragged my clothes wet with sweat, my eyes dart to my alarm that lays on my window. Its still way too early the moon still hangs its beautiful light through my window. The cool air in the room calming my nerves. Always the same dream every few months for the past few years. Always haunting me, always showing me what cannot be and what shouldn't be. A tear caresses my cheek as I let it fall into my lap. A heavy sigh escaping me, a whining in the back of my mind calls to me. I push it away trying to focus on my state of being. With the tear gone it's time to occupy my thoughts.<br/><br/>Chloe stirs within her house in the early morning hours no longer able to sleep due to her recurring dream. A dream she fears, a dream that excites her. But as always she denies her true self, Chloe lives among the humans a wolf in human skin. Her green eyes and olive skin and dark hair make her an exotic creature but never has she ever shown any interest in another person other than the man who raised her. Her caretaker and only friend is an older man, Roger is his name he holds a secret about young Chloe she is a werewolf. But for her safety and for the safety of humans he has kept her other side hidden and drowned in sedatives.<br/><br/>Gulp Another pill rushes down her throat as she looks herself over in the reflection of her bathroom mirror. "Breath in and breath out, your fine your normal" she chanted to herself as she closed her eyes and repeated the simple mantra. It was time for her to get to work so soon she was greeted by the summer rays of the morning sun. The bus would arrive soon.