Fauna:
"You don't have that weak wolf, as I thought you would have," he remarked.
After I transitioned back, the headmaster and I walked toward the main road, leaving the woods behind us. We moved slowly because it felt like we both had things to say.
"Well, you're just like I heard about you. Very brutally honest," I replied, smiling to myself.
"That is because the bottom line is that I am praising your wolf," he answered.
I smiled again and gently fidgeted with my fingers.
"What is bothering you, my daughter?" he asked, his tone loving.
Why had our own parents not given us love and protection like other men did. It felt as if the wrong people had been given the gift of children.
"What makes you say I have something on my mind?" I asked him, slowing my steps so we would not reach our destination or the others too quickly because I really wanted to speak with him.
