The Lost Claws: A Short Story

The Lost Claws
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The scent from the fir trees allured me. My fur tingled as I walked toward the scene where we fought. My low growls echoed through the forest. Bats soared into the midnight sky as the glorious full moon shine its light on me. I howled. I dug my four claws into the cold, snowy ground and picked up a blood oozing skull, the skull of my best friend. She was gone. I huffed heavily. Thick, round tears rolled down my cheeks and dripped off my furry chin as I put the skull down and headed into the forest, blood trailing my steps.

3 Days Ago… “Ms. Cormier, to the principal’s office again,” Mrs. Li said shaking her head and ticking her tongue. “This is your third time in in the last two days.”
I sat down on a black leather couch. My wavy, dark brown hair, dyed with berry blue low-lights hung over my shoulders and dripped down my hip. My brown eyes shown with impatience. I wore a black leather jacket, with a turquoise

“Please don’t get up,” my mother told me as she walked into the room.
“What’s going on?” I asked her. “I need to tell you something about your father,” my mom sighed as she sat next to me. “Your father was part wolf. This meant he could turn into a wolf but it only happened on the night of the full moon.” she let me sink this in.
“Did you always know?” I asked her.
“No. When I first met him, I didn’t know but when I married him, he told me. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner, I just didn’t know what to say.” she patted my head.
“So how did you change me back? And how did dad die?” I asked her.
“Well, the amulet I put on you changed you back. It was a gift from your dad for your sixteenth birthday, you know, before he died. And as for how he died,” my mom put her head down and fat, round tears began rolling down her cheek. “He was shot when he was in his wolf form at night by a hunter……… Rebecca’s dad.” I stared at her in shock, Rebecca’s dad killed my