Adelaida’s mind spun, trying to think of how to explain those freaks to her sister. Trying not to think of that freak Natt who had threatened her with a knife. As her sister’s playful nip landed on the tip of her ear, Adelaida shudder. She did not mean too, but Alexey’s attempts at lightening the mood did not alleviate the sickness Adelaida felt at the memory. Although Natt had not been outright hostile, more of a passive “don’t try anything funny” sort, the encounter still cemented in her mind that shapeshifters were no good, low down, dirty, horrible creatures. Logically Adelaida knew that normal wolves too, could be “bad” people, but she had never had any negative incidents with normal wolves. And normal wolves did not tower feet above you and wield a knife.
Swallowing hard, her cool blue eyes locking into Lexey’s warm honey ones. "There are these creatures here now. They can walk on two legs and they can use their hands and they are so big. Really big." Adelaida remembered the fear of seeing Natt, even without the knife she had been terrifying because based on size alone the strange female could have taken her out. Trying to remember how Umbra had explained them to her, she struggled for what to call them, not knowing the words luperci or were herself. "A wolf I met called them shape shifters, and he said that they can look like us too. Normal wolves. That we could run into them and never know if they were on or not. " Adelaida took a deep breath. She hate that she got so worked up over this, but the memory of Natt was still fresh and she still puzzled over how such creatures could really exist. They seemed like something out of a fairy tale, or a horror story.
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