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Infected. Sick. That’s what she was now. Walking around carrying their illness, the one that made her just as much a monster as they were. The ones who had done this to her were indeed monsters, Adelaida could look at it no other way. She felt violated and dirty, and it was due to the newly introduced virus that was coursing through her veins now. The physical injuries were purely superficial, they did not change her, but the virus did. And she hated herself for it now. How could she not? Adelaida was still unshifted, even if she could do so, she didn’t wish to. She held her injured right front leg up, limping along, trying not to think about what had happened. There were wounds, closing now, along her left side, a gash on her chest, and bruises all over. Although she was barely able to feel any of that, Adelaida had tricked her mind into thinking she could feel the virus spreading throughout her. And it burned.





So preoccupied with trying not to think she barely realized how far she had wandered. The two toned female also did not realize how closely she had come into the vicinity of another. Luperci. It was another one of them. Sandy colored creature, sitting crossed legged. Such an unnatural position for a canine. Adelaida swallowed hard, the sick feeling surging up once again. Oh god... Adelaida spoke involuntarily, and realizing how loud she was, she tried to take a few steps backwards and realized she was literally frozen in fear. A deer trapped in headlights. Once again her voice found a will of it’s own. Oh god...
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