1 DESTITUTE.

Adora's p.o.v

I felt the air around me get warmer and warmer with every other step that I took, the almost eight acre large abandoned forest now seemed to cover a much smaller distance after running through it sixty-times continuously, my pure white fur was now covered with leaves, dirt and small itchy twigs, courtesy of running through untamed bushes and my paws were becoming sore and flappy and yet I did not want to stop. Running was therapy to me, I felt freer this way, I was happier running than doing any other thing in my life, and working too of course, I loved my job to pieces.

This way I got to bond with my wolf, it felt less lonely, and I appreciated it. I was in love with the feeling I got off from running and I didn't care if my legs were to ever give out, I was a were wolf, which meant I would heal before I even processed the pain, and I sure as heck always abused that ability.

I only stopped by the stream in the middle of the forest, with clear bluish green water for a sip and sighed as I saw a reflection of myself in the water. The sun was just beginning to rise, its rays causing a perfect reflection of a four-feet beautiful she-wolf with sad midnight black eyes, shiny white fur with a hint of red on the ears neck and legs and what appeared to be a pathetic attempt of a smile staring at me and I stared back.

"We are a weird kind, aren't we?" I asked my wolf Vona and she nodded back, smiling slightly, "Yes, yes we definitely are, but that's fine because weird is sometimes a good thing"

"Sometimes huh?" I questioned sniggering at her attempt of making me feel better.

"Well, in our case, it's always, I honestly think, no.. no... scratch that, I do know that we are the best gift to ever be graced to our kind, and others beyond."

She replied smugly in a high-pitched note, and I couldn't help but look away from our reflection, and swallow tightly,

"Regardless of our past Dee," She continued bravely, sensing my discomfort and need for reassurance, "I want to hear you say it, come on?" She urged relentlessly and I couldn't help but smile a little as I repeated word of word of what she had said.

"Thank you, and now for our daily bath." and with that she jumped into the icy cold water, catching me by surprise and causing me to scream bloody murder, as I shivered even though it was not my body inside the river, "I am not letting you out again" I told her, trying to sound intimidating, I was the one going to deal with the after math of all this, which was not going to be pretty, and she had to pay for it somehow, yet the only response I got from her was a stupid smirk from a stupid wolf, She probably thought I was joking, and she was right, I couldn't live without her.

I was out of the water in no time and shifting on my front porch, my long and wild white hair with patches of red covering my face completely while some got into my mouth causing me to huff and curse as I got in my two bed roomed house completely naked. The strong smell of chicken and white rice immediately hit my nose the minute I stepped in my living room, causing my stomach to rumble in anticipation as I literally sprinted towards the kitchen to devour the two whole deliciously fried chicken and a large dish of white rice, moaning at every 'lady like' bite that I took, whilst thanking my super talented and caring chef, who is me of course and within three minutes everything was cleaned out, minus the utensils obviously, I wasn't a savage, I heard Vona snicker at that comment and I rolled my eyes at her, I said what I said.

I put on some old school music to keep me company as I took a quick hot shower and got dressed for work and everything was in perfect shape except my bloody hair, As if it wasn't hard enough to find clothes that suit my appearance, my hair just had to be wild, curly, thick and freaking multicolored, it never stayed in a bun, never stayed straight without frizzling on the ends and roots and to top it all of my beloved hair was never ever detangled enough for a freaking comb to pass through, "Fuck you parental genes!" I cursed loudly as I struggled to fit it all in a 'messy' bun, while in real sense it was just messy hair and get going, who needed perfect hair anyways? definitely not me, and that was not sarcasm, I loved suffering just like everyone else.

Unlike most people, my alarm was not set to wake me up, my trauma proved to do that job pretty well. My alarm was set as a timer to me, It was a reminder that I had to be out of the house by a certain period of time and I always ensured to beat it, it was like a game, which I usually won, I was always out of the door a few minutes or hours before it rang and that always made me feel good about myself, trust me it is not as pathetic as it sounds, that's what loneliness does to you, and looking on the bright side I was never late for work, well not that much anyways.

That is except today, I had spent so much time outside that I'd barely noticed how much time had passed by, and therefore when my alarm rang just as I closed my bedroom door, I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in myself, I hated losing, I didn't care what it was that I had lost, and by how much or to whom, as long as I didn't come first meant that I wasn't good enough, and I hated not being good enough.

I banged the bedroom door angrily with my right foot, causing it to bend a little. I felt a sharp pain go through my foot and disappear as quickly as it came before my senses kicked in as I forced myself to breathe in and out quietly "It's just an alarm Adora, you're still three hours early, its just a shitty alarm, relax." I repeated the words to myself a couple of times before I could finally feel myself regain control of my emotions and walked out of the house, calmly.

"This is going to be a long day, I can tell" I whispered to no one in particular, as I put on my running shoes and prepared to jog all the way to work, which was an hour away, all thanks to my perfectly fit body and high endurance ability, Let the day begin.

"I am Adora Michigan Darwina, and this is my story".