by starcrusher » Tue Dec 29, 2009 3:35 pm
"It's alright, it's alright, I promise," Dante said, holding his hands in front of him as a gesture of peace. "I'm not going to hurt you, and I'll take you home if I can. But I need to know where 'home' is." He had never seen this girl before, although he'd never seen most people that lived nearby or in the town of Murray Valley. Maybe she was among the shifters that seemed to be drawing quickly toward this area. First there was Greg, out hunting them, then the cheetah, the two wolves that had attacked the night before, and the girl. Suddenly, a horrible thought crept over Dante, making a sickly feeling rise in his stomach: "Your... your parents aren't wolf shifters, are they?"