Willow
“Well, it was a dream, I was walking through a really cold forest and I didn’t have anything to warm my feet. I had been walking for a very long time with no end in sight, only snow and dead trees, and my feet were turning black, they were dying.” I shivered just thinking about that cold.
“After what felt like a lifetime of walking, I finally reached the end of the forest and saw a cliff not far from there. I had to either climb the cliff or stay down there and die in the cold. My hands were also completely black and dead by then.” I looked at my hands half expecting them to still be cold and black.
“I slammed my hand into the first hold and claws grew out of my hand and there was fur on it, the same happened with the other. The same happened to my feet just before I reached th
