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"It was in the dark of the night. I was thirsty and I could not risk my thirst overpowering me with all the fresh injuries everywhere. It was difficult, many things were asleep right now and in hiding. I was sniffing the air again, trying to find a large animal when I smelled it. It was a scent I had not smelled in centuries, but once I smelled it, I could not forget how much I had once needed it. I started, once again, to sink deeply into that pit of self-loathing that was constantly eating at me, but then my thirst overcame me and I lost my mind to my instincts.

"I was myself again when a sharp set of teeth sunk themselves deep into my arm. With my other hand, I wrenched the jaws open and threw the beast away. It snarled at me, and took a few steps back. The scent was delicious, but something about the wolf set me off. It struck me as oddly familiar. It snarled at me and I watched it, ready to spring. It stunned me with its movements. It whined and shook its head, slowly, as if begging me not to. I froze and it took this time to bolt away. I stood there in the woods, replaying the scene over and over in my mind. It was at this point that I realized why the she-wolf was able to stop me, why she was so familiar. The thick wavy chocolate fur and her bright green eyes were identical to Roxanne's. I quickly killed a few small animals, quenching the thirst for a short time before hurrying back to camp. Roxanne was outside my tent.

"We looked at each other for a short moment, just simply communicating with our eyes. I walked towards her slowly, a warning reflected in my liquid gold, but also a sign that I truly meant her no harm. She moved aside as I opened the door and followed me in. She stood in the center of the small tent, looking around, probably trying to see if there was anyway to escape incase I went crazy again. I motioned to my unused cot then sat down on the uncomfortable wooden chair at the desk the Colonel had supplied for me. She sat down on the bed, sensing no hostility, and made herself quite at home there. Then the interrogation started. She asked many things about me, things that were none of her business, things that were her business but things I did not want to share. By the time she fell asleep, I think she knew more about me than probably even myself.

"I was not there when the wolf girl awoke. I hoped she would not mind, but I had stayed there much too long for me to be comfortable with. I did leave her a note though…

'Dear Miss Roxanne Grey,
I have been wandering this world much too long to think that there was
anything keeping me planted in one place and so I bid you a fond
farewell. Please feel free to use my tent as you need. Perhaps we
shall meet again and please believe me when I say that I really do
hope that happens. I have been alone for centuries and I am very glad
to have met someone who did not fear me when they found out what I am.
Please live well,
Kyuuketsuki.'

"Alright, perhaps I was being a little melodramatic with that note and not everything in it made any sense at all, but I meant every word of it. I had not been so sincere since the very last time I told Ookamiotoko that I loved him.

"I ran into Roxanne again a few more times during the war and we actually became very close friends. Who would have guessed that two shape shifters from two very different backgrounds, destined to be enemies, would become friends? (Surely not I, the one who almost attacked and destroyed the wolf girl…) I had given up all hope on people, but she made me see that some people did have some good in them, even if she was a freak just like me, she could live in the 'real-world' much easier than I could and therefore was more of a person than I.

"When I was given the order to return home from the war, Roxanne and I went our separate ways, and I truly did miss her… terribly… And back in the states I felt more alone than ever. It was nearly unbearable to be alone when I knew there was someone out there who actually liked me.”

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"It was in the dark of the night. I was thirsty and I could not risk my thirst overpowering me with all the fresh injuries everywhere. It was difficult, many things were asleep right now and in hiding. I was sniffing the air again, trying to find a large animal when I smelled it. It was a scent I had not smelled in centuries, but once I smelled it, I could not forget how much I had once needed it. I started, once again, to sink deeply into that pit of self-loathing that was constantly eating at me, but then my thirst overcame me and I lost my mind to my instincts.

"I was myself again when a sharp set of teeth sunk themselves deep into my arm. With my other hand, I wrenched the jaws open and threw the beast away. It snarled at me, and took a few steps back. The scent was delicious, but something about the wolf set me off. It struck me as oddly familiar. It snarled at me and I watched it, ready to spring. It stunned me with its movements. It whined and shook its head, slowly, as if begging me not to. I froze and it took this time to bolt away. I stood there in the woods, replaying the scene over and over in my mind. It was at this point that I realized why the she-wolf was able to stop me, why she was so familiar. The thick wavy chocolate fur and her bright green eyes were identical to Roxanne's. I quickly killed a few small animals, quenching the thirst for a short time before hurrying back to camp. Roxanne was outside my tent.

"We looked at each other for a short moment, just simply communicating with our eyes. I walked towards her slowly, a warning reflected in my liquid gold, but also a sign that I truly meant her no harm. She moved aside as I opened the door and followed me in. She stood in the center of the small tent, looking around, probably trying to see if there was anyway to escape incase I went crazy again. I motioned to my unused cot then sat down on the uncomfortable wooden chair at the desk the Colonel had supplied for me. She sat down on the bed, sensing no hostility, and made herself quite at home there. Then the interrogation started. She asked many things about me, things that were none of her business, things that were her business but things I did not want to share. By the time she fell asleep, I think she knew more about me than probably even myself.

"I was not there when the wolf girl awoke. I hoped she would not mind, but I had stayed there much too long for me to be comfortable with. I did leave her a note though…

'Dear Miss Roxanne Grey,
I have been wandering this world much too long to think that there was
anything keeping me planted in one place and so I bid you a fond
farewell. Please feel free to use my tent as you need. Perhaps we
shall meet again and please believe me when I say that I really do
hope that happens. I have been alone for centuries and I am very glad
to have met someone who did not fear me when they found out what I am.
Please live well,
Kyuuketsuki.'

"Alright, perhaps I was being a little melodramatic with that note and not everything in it made any sense at all, but I meant every word of it. I had not been so sincere since the very last time I told Ookamiotoko that I loved him.

"I ran into Roxanne again a few more times during the war and we actually became very close friends. Who would have guessed that two shape shifters from two very different backgrounds, destined to be enemies, would become friends? (Surely not I, the one who almost attacked and destroyed the wolf girl…) I had given up all hope on people, but she made me see that some people did have some good in them, even if she was a freak just like me, she could live in the 'real-world' much easier than I could and therefore was more of a person than I.

"When I was given the order to return home from the war, Roxanne and I went our separate ways, and I truly did miss her… terribly… And back in the states I felt more alone than ever. It was nearly unbearable to be alone when I knew there was someone out there who actually liked me.”