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Untitled For NowThe commissioner looked at me as a sales rep would a steer at an auction in the city. His eyes looked over every muscle then he asked in disbelief, "This is what is going to help protect our city?" I kepf quiet as the police escorts tried to explain and were silenced. "Gentlemen, while I am not trying to be rude or disrespectful to any of you, especially the lady, she would be good only for bait maybe for a sex sting or a simple robbery like a stolen purse. You can tell the feds that I denied their offer and will call them on Monday." The men who escorted me from that cursed armed van looked around and one man dawned a very heavily padded suit. "Sir, we have a demonstration to show you..."
Third Moon 2.2I sat in disbelief as his words echoed in my ears. For the first time in my life..... I saw a man cry. This was no farse or ruse to get me to believe him, he legitimately seemed pained in his carrying on. I believe it was a personal grudge he held for himself. My heart stopped and I felt some of the half digested food fighting its way back up into my mouth. I ran out into the now pouring rain and emptied the contents of my stomach after collapsing to my knees and trying to believe my ears. Clyde came out and patted my back as my hair was becoming fur again. Looking at him, I felt stronger in anthro form as he could still yet understand me. "I... don't....understand," I said, trying to keep the bial from exiting my stomach. Clyde told me what happened and how the death knights were tricked into being slaves for a vampiric army. The same army who threatened to erradicate other clans whom they deemed unworthy to rule their kingdom and live on their lands. While I listened and tried not to
Fake and NumbAnother fake smile and fake laugh to hide the brokenness. You say you protect her but it means hurting me in the process. Am I not your daughter too mom? Do my feelings not matter anymore? What he did was wrong, yes but must I continue to be pushed around and treated unfairly so that my sister is happy?
You dont know the reason I am numb is because of you AND him combined. Regardless I could never tell you in person. So I sit in my own quiet storm and hope that it will die down soon enough. You want to tell me how to live but I cannot make my own mistakes and learn from them.
Why do I even bother anymore? Why should I care?
Third Moon 2.1The food was on a plate and I wondered what all was sitting on it. There seemed to be about four types of meat and I could not believe the potatoes and other vegetables that I had not seen in the wild. Clyde stared in wonder as within a few moments the plate had been licked clean as a whistle. The Captain stared in less wonder and smirked again. "Clyde, go an' fetch more food for our guest. Perhaps we kin figure this 'un out." 'Figure me out? What is there to figure?' He snorted again and I jumped a little. His eyes just pierced me and I felt my heart beating in my human toes now. "I know what you are. In fact, I have orders to take you to somebody that would pay handsomely for you. I could make my own castle and village with your bounty." 'You filthy rat,' I thought and Im sure it showed. "'owever, I do not care for 'ow the King treats 'is women. Let alone a queen of a dying species.' I was silent still. 'Dying species?' My mind stopped as more food was brought to mebut yet I was not
Third Moon 2Solitary tent confinement....the worst punishment one could recieve before, during, or after torture. Some would even welcome death with open arms if he came. I lay on my cot and listened to those outside and around, missing the freedom and the birds who told me tales of their adventures. That was gone now. "Captain, are we still doing the quest? Our keep of the rewards would make us richer than kings and the Gods know you needed the money. What say you now?" I was curious and eavesdropped though it was not hard with my keen senses. Silence was the response. I heard the armored and booted feet tread off and then something was mumbled. The guards in front of my tent parted the flaps and in walked the very person I was listening to. I began to get nervous inwardly but kept my expression as calm as I could on the outside. He said not a word, but merely sat on a stool opposite the tent from my cot and just looked at me with no real expression. I smelt mint on him and it tingled in my nose.
Third Moon1.10His voice was deep and growling as I heard him speak. "You may do as you like but I will have nothing to do with her." The captain turned and walked away. Clyde looked at me. "What now?"
I wondered what he would do if I were not a wolf but either anthro or human? I looked at Clyde and despised my choice but had no other option that would work. Starting the transition I heard and felt my body popping and cracking as it reformed itself and as I stood up, I stumbled, to which Clyde caught me and allowed me to lean until I was stable.
Walking towards the tent I saw the captain go into, Clyde stopped me outside. "You need some clothes before you enter here." Luckily for me, no men had seen me in my prowess so I was okay for a moment. There was armor picked for me and luckily some women were among the ranks. It still revealed some toned muscles and covered the basic areas a woman need not show under respectable circumstances. Once again I was led to the captains tent and Clyde said what I as
[transmissions of a dead girl]i am the
moon: i am
the silver pill
to weigh down
into leaden eyes--
i am the
of the dark.
the stars are
all dead in their
you'll be safe, dear,
as i am the moon,
with all of your
(i am good bye and yet,
you think only of romantic
i am the moon.
i am the crescent
and dead altogether,
i still die.
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