Whenever I pulled myself from
staring a little
, I would notice how people on the street reacted to her. Some did
double-takes
from afar, others nodded respectfully.
A few on the sidewalk even stepped aside as if
making way
for royalty. It was an oddly
familiar
experience.
That particular kind of
deference
that I’d known from my own world. Except there, I’d been the one receiving it as well.
> Even if more of that was shown to my mother, father, or brothers. I guess if I just treat it like that, it doesn’t bother me. As if I’m the one being unreasonable... Or it’s just the human side tricking itself because of how the animal side feels. We already combine and hybridize our physical forms... it’s well accepted in my world that both halves of shifter lives will bleed into each other very strongly. Damn it. Focus. Why am I thinking of slutty fox behaviors when I’m not even in heat? Is this because of the human half of this body? Great now she thinks I was begging her to stay! <
My wolf just gave me a look that said -
weren’t you?
- when I appeared... and started trying to find that
hole
it was digging before, to go
hide
in.