Emberwood Same time everyday, same routine

Sorry for taking so long. I cought a serious case of pneumonia, and my fever was so high, I couldn't even thing to wolf out. Sorry?!? I might not be able to finish this, so could you add me to the pack, if it's still on? Maybe? I understand if not..

Shiba continued to shake, a small ball of snowy fear. Nothing made sense any more, and the reply of her "Friend" was muffled by ungodly sounds. Suddenly she looked right into the eyes of the other albino's eyes, and seeing the calmness in the storm, the deep ruby red of her eyes, calmed Shiba. The delusions died down to a faint whisper, and Shiba pulled herself up, and tried to compose herself.
"Hi! Shiba looked at the ground, embarrassed about this. It happened every night. She got the delusions, of being some creature, with long meaty paws, with five end bits. (Human hands!) She was so tired she didn't even know what she was doing. She pulled her paw up to her head, and realized she had no fur, except on the top of her head. The fur was long, and blondish, yellow colored. She walked up, in some sort of structure, and walked down to some sort of a machine she couldn't even fathom. It was a box that made light and images fly out some sort of clear cover! Shiba was the most interested in this machine. (Whatever it was.) She then moved some sort of gliding appliance around, and pressed down on it with her meat-paw. It always ended with her looking down at a piece of wood, with symbols carved in it! Her meat-paws would fly about the board, making the same signs show up on the board. Her delusions were so foggy, but she remembered one symbol. 'woolf?'
The term 'woolf' echoed in her head, until it turned to barking, and she snapped back up. Her meat-paws were gone. She was Shiba again.
"Uh, sorry, About that.." Shiba stuttered, not knowing whether she did something unspeakable in her delusions. That's how those usually ended. She instinctively looked to her paws. No blood. Maybe she could make a "Friend?" That was a stupid thing to think. Everybody hated her. Absolutely despised her. Shiba was nothing more than a demon in a wolf's skin.