To mend a broken soul
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The woman responded and smiled, Faryn replied with a brief smile of her own as she watched the stranger. What was she doing? The quadruped woman stood, and it did not take long for Faryn to get her answer as she watched the wolfess shift forms right in front of her. Was that really all it took? She made it look so easy. Of course, in reality shifting was a simple process for a luperci, it was simply Faryn's lack of practice that led her to believe it to be hard. It took the blond haired girl a moment to realize she was staring as the white wolfess sat back down, pulling out a book and opening it. Just recently, Faryn had met another woman with a book. Was reading a common practice in these lands? Hopefully she would be able to learn someday, when she settled into a permanent home. For now, all the young girl could do was wish.

At the woman's brief introduction, the skinny luperci timidly replied, "I'm Faryn...Faryn Tahra," before returning to her state of silence. A minute or two passed as Mizu read her book, Faryn only stealing the occasional glance so as not to stare at the woman. The slap of the rapidly shutting book startled the nervous girl and she turned only to see Mizu looking at her. Had she done something wrong? Up until just a few seconds ago she had just been sitting quietly, perhaps that was it. Conversation starting wasn't her strong suit, but it seemed as though Mizu was waiting for some words to come out of her mouth so Faryn did the best she could, "Wh-where are you from? I-If you don't mind my asking," she stammered, her eyes focusing on the woman's face, hoping that the question would not hit any nerves and thus upset Mizu. If it did upset her in some way, the honey girl only hoped that Mizu wouldn't turn on her and give her a tongue lashing. Nothing the white wolfess had done would indicate such a possible reaction, it was merely Faryn's past traumas that stirred up such irrational fears in her mind.

The breeze that swept down the coastline messed Faryn's hair slightly, but she refused to fiddle with it, as she would likely continue to fidget and work herself into a nervous frenzy. She had to try and force herself to stay calm. Mizu hadn't even responded yet and she was already in the preliminary stages of panicking. Unfortunately that just made her feel worse, for it reminded her of how broken and weak she was.

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