One of the worst parts of adolescence was the thought that everyone should be the same. It wasn’t always a conscious thought, many times hiding below the surface. It urged them to conform, to compare. But with age Anu had realized that they were all different. On the outside Anu looked ordinary, small and nothing special. She seemed the same as any other wolf, plan to look at and placid in voice and word. But she was different, and it took time to dig below that surface to know that she was not like the next. Anu had come to terms with those differences and she lived with and found she loved them.
A hand went to the pup’s head, and as always she was gentle in her touch. Cambria would be different, Anu know such a thing. She knew because she was already extraordinary, because of her tangled past and young age. She knew such a thing because Anu had seen more then her face liked to show.
“Don’t worry.” Anu said, a smile on her face. At the moment she felt wise and knowledgeable, a feat easy to tackle when with such a young wolf. Her body no longer felt the pain of her age though, that ache had subsided.
“There’s nothing to be frightened of.” for fear would become panic and panic would become pain.