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the happening

I was walking home from the wrestling match. My long bushy fox tail, and uncut, long fox claws were still new to me. But instead of just ONE tail, I had nine. Thats right, NINE TAILS! I was covered in blood, from misunderstanding who was supposed to be the ones fighting. My long fox ears could hear from over 15 miles. But then, I smelt something fowl. A gang of werewolves were spying on me from the bushes.
I turned to my full form. Big, bulky, 10x faster than a werewolf, and 5x more strong. My iris turned white, so did my pupil. The whites of my eyes turned pitch black. They saw me, a 12 year old girl, as a threat. I beat them off, and they all went howling, and wincing in near death pain.

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