Bearclaw Valley I'm exactly what you think I am

Honestly, not much hurt Adlartok anymore. Sure he felt pain, but he was becoming adept at ignoring it. It was just easier that way, emotionally, physically, mentally just shut it off. If someone had seen them, they probably would have thought it comical. The way his foster mother, would pluck and pull at his fur with both paws and teeth. It felt wonderful though, as his heavy fur, made way for lighter more air freeing fur. He sighed contently.

He dipped his muzzle, she's probably annoying. Aren't most girls annoying?" He wasn't counting Scarlett in that number. After all, she wasn't exactly a girl either, but a woman and a mother. So she just didn't count. Ad moved and looked away, I'm never going to walk right again Miss. Scarlett. Maybe I would have been better off dead, than half a wolf.