-- you know my name... not my story [semi-advanced]

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    [align=center][color=black][font=georgia] Cosette laughed a bit at what he did but then looked around. "Obsessive...?" She murmured quietly. When he said he didn't like wolves, she tensed, every muscle screaming defend. "Oh...?" she asked quietly and stood up. "Why not?" So it was like saying he didn't like her, except he had no idea.

    Taylor looked at her and shrugged," just...everything about them is strange..." The boy honestly didn't like wolves. "When I was a kid, I got bitten by a wolf...I was sick for days, though it wasn't rabies..." he admitted with a small shrug. "It just made me hate wolves by quite a bit." Nothing had happened after he gelt better, though he had hated the memory of being bitten.

    [align=center][font=georgia][color=black] Cosette listened to his story and tightened her hands on the bottom of her hair that she absentmindedly tugged on. She felt her wolf growing in her, ready to give him more than just a the bite he got. "You know they are not all like that?" she asked, her voice not as calm as before. "You know wolves are tortured, killed, captured still... I know. Humans are more idiotic than wolves... more cowardly. That's why they use guns when they face us..." She stopped her eyes looking at the ground, correcting herself. "I mean them."

    Taylor listened to her, stiffening at her correction on her very last conclusions. Did she just call herself a wolf? That just strengthened his suspicions. "Okay, wolf girl...Whatever you say.." he said slowly, looking at her. In his mind, images blurred of all the times he had raised suspicion about her. This time, it seemed like she was some sort of wolf hybrid...

    [align=center][font=georgia][color=black] Cosette felt the wolf stirring, waiting, wanting... she'd let it take over. She knew he'd had his suspicions and she felt them growing higher. "I know what your thinking..." She said quietly. She didn't actually know. After a couple of moments of silence, she blinked. "I'm going for a walk before dinner." she said quietly and slipped past him and down the stairs.

    Taylor watched her slip past him, blinking in surprise as he looked at her walk off. "Wolf...werewolf..." he whispered to himself, walking out into the hall and into his bedroom. His thoughts were so clouded...it was almost confusing. She has to be a werewolf... There's no other explanations... The human sat down on the bed, thinking quietly as he closed his eyes in thought.

    [align=center][font=georgia][color=black] Cosette's flashed golden, and soon as she walked towards the forest, a gray wolf stood in her human forms place. And quick, she rushed into the woods, stopping to give long howl. She then wandering off again, just letting the wind run through her fur.

    Taylor continued to think, laying back on the bed and closing his eyes tighter. Hearing a howl only made his suspicions tighten, even made his stomach turn to knots. His adopted sister might be a werewolf! How normal would that be? She was so suspicious....So strange...The boy, lost in thought, accidentally fell asleep.

    [align=center][font=georgia][color=black] Cosette had soon returned in her human form. By then, it had started to snow, and snowflakes were on her hair. She never bothered nature. She haded upstairs slowly, hearing the familiar patterns of sleep. She looked towards Taylor's bedroom, knowing he probably knew there was more to her that meets the eye. She headed towards her room, keeping it open and thinking as she looked out her window at the snow.

    Taylor woke up slowly a couple minutes after she returned, opening his eyes slightly. Had everything been a dream? Or had it not? Quietly, the boy stood up and walked towards the girl's bedroom. Standing by her doorway, he looked at her silently. "So...Is there some things you could answer for me, please?" he asked her quietly, sighing as he spoke.

    [align=center][font=georgia][color=black] Cosette knew that he was up. She had her whole senses adverted to him and as he came to her room and she head his question, she just put the palm of her hand on the cold glass, biting her lip. "Sure. I don't see why not," she said quietly. [b]"But could you please the door, I believe I know what this is about."

    Taylor paused before he stepped into her room and cloes the door. Looking at her, he leaned against the door. "You're a werewolf.." he said, his voice not in a question since he was so sure about what she was. "Where's your pack?" he asked Cosette, crossing his arms over his chest. There wwere so many quesitons, but why had she been adopted when she was in a pack?

    [align=center][color=black] Cosette heard him and turned towards him, standing up, eyes meeting his. She sighed and looked at the wall. "My pack... they are dead." Though she didn't know if they were or not, she considered them dead. "And guess who did it? You humans." she said it a little bitterly but looked at him with the look of calmness and sincerity.

    Taylor looked at her with the same calm gaze. "You know, not all humans go around hunting pack's and werewolves..." he said calmly, keeping his gaze on her. Pausing, he looked at her before looking away. "However, I guess you could call 'us cowards' just hunt wolves and such just so we can use their fur an deverything..."

    [align=center][color=black][font=georgia] Cosette took a step forward. "And not all wolves are violent." she shot back, holding his gaze, hers flashing gold and letting her wolf canines flash. <b>"Are you afraid of having a wolf in your house? Or are you different from all the others?"[/b] She found herself really close now.

    Taylor didn't even flinch at how close she was, nor that her eyes and teeth had changed to a wolve's eyes. "I'm not scared about it at all." The boy could honestly say that he was not scared of this werewolf girl, or even shy to talk to her. Though her closeness was a surprise to him by quite a bit.

    [align=center] [font=georgia] Cosette was surprised at his sudden calmness. She never knew that the horrible truth could be taken so seriously. "What do you think when you see me?" she asked him suddenly. It grew in curiousity on how humans thought. She understood their feelings, they were the same as a wolves. They cry. They laugh and smile. Everything her and her father did.

    "If you are trying to scare me, or if you're trying to act like some toughie..." Taylor answered, looking at her with a small shrug. "And also, that you look just like a normal girl...Like any human would look every day as usual..." he added looking at her.

    [align=center][font=georgia][color=black] Cosette nodded. "But you know that's not all I look like, correct?" she asked as she circled him then stopped in front of him. "You mustn't tell anyone." she said quietly with a curt nod. [b]"I trust you with my secret."

    Taylor nodded a little bit, agreeing to not tell anyone or anything her secret. "I won't tell a living soul.." he agreed quietly, looking at her with unmoving amber eyes. "Just one more question..." he said quietly. "Are there any people like you around this town? Like..werewolves?" he asked her, wanting to know.