|Everleigh| (Every) Have you ever heard of living corpses? I've heard, but I never knew what those were. Or who they were. And my caregiver used to call me a 'living corpse' while saying how I was turning into an actual living corpse each day. I didn't know what she meant by that; I was only seven

|Every| Walking around the packhouse always felt like walking in a labyrinth with so many traps. You never know when, where, or who was going to attack you, which way... especially in a pack like in which I lived. I slowly made my way to the ground floor, deliberately taking my time. My bare legs

|Every| I sniffed over the pot of soup I was making. The warm air invaded my nostrils, giving me a hint about what flavours I've added before. "Oh my~ It smells great!" I heard Fah's voice as she made her way to me. I looked up at her as she was taller than me. She had her hair pulled back to a po

|Grey| I woke up just as the first sunray hit the earth. The night's sleep was tiring because it wasn't my usual bed. The weather was quite dry by the time I woke up. Tiny sweat beads were gathered on my naked upper half, which made me cringe at sight early in the morning. I detached myself from

|Grey| I watched as the little wolf shifted under my staring. Her fur skin started turning into a pale colour, and her beasty-looking nails and face turned to much smoother skin and soft-looking skin. Soon after, a small girl was lying underneath me with wide eyes. Her hair was sticking out everyw