
The name isn't important. No one cares to listen to me anyway. I don't waste my breath on those who don't deserve it. Like you, and everyone around. If you leave me alone, I will leave you alone.
I walk through the woods, my black hair falling into my icy blue gaze. It shows no emotion, though I hold much inside me. I will never let it show.
Weakness is pain. Pain is weakness. Showing either always brings pain. I hate school. Though I am a senior I hate it. I have moved every year of high school to a new school. I live on my own though.
I am a werewolf. Many believe all of those stupid stereotypes that are shown and known from books and movies. Not like you will ever know the truth. No one cares about me. No one even really sees me anymore. I am silent, never speaking out.
So I walk through the damp and dark woods, well after the sun has set. Many people fear being alone in dark woods. It only brings me comfort. I am always at home in the woods. Here is Minnesota there are plenty of dark woods here. I flick my gaze around me, the dark really isn't the dark because of my enhanced senses from being half wolf.
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