My long hair brushed against the floor, I touched it. It was so soft within the palm of my hands. My hand slid along it and my head lowered staring at my breast. They were strange, very. The n*****s of my breast were weird and much different from my wolf form. I felt them, they were firm, round, and smooth. I began to observe my olive skin tone, unlike my furry wolf form. I barely had any hair on my skin to keep me warm.
How did they manage every day, to walk around in their human form without their fur to keep them warm? I thought. I then realized that's why they wore the strange covering Madison said was clothes. It was like their human fur, one of their many, for it wasn't as permanent as the fur of the wolve's skin.
My body shivered, feeling a bit cold. My hands wrapped around
