The Stand

I was about 100 feet away from that front porch when I saw her standing there just watching me as I ran and wouldn’t you know it rain began coming down. I stopped for a moment in fear and then really tried to take the high priestess, the woman who dared try to say she was my mother, Melina. Her face was expressionless and almost porcelain. I realized at that moment she was no more than a doll who the priestess dressed and I knew I would never be her. I took off in a dead run towards the towering house and made a decision then and there that I would not let that be my life and I would fight back however I could.

I started puffing as I ran as it wasn’t easy running in my outfit of choice and it wasn’t as I was accustomed to running but I could feel in my body the heat rising, my wolf telling myself I could go faster and I was stronger than everyone had thought. I felt my strides becoming longer and faster and it wasn’t more than a minute more I was making one large leap up the stairs t