A/N: HEY GUYS YOU MISS ME? I MISSED YOU HEAPS!
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(Please I know I use some things from the book, no hating it was required that I used these parts in order for me to start were I needed to. Thank you for understanding!)
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Faythe Pov -
Walking through the trees, I stumble to get the button on my jeans undone. It had been almost three months since my last shift, and I was almost uncomfortable with the idea of being in my human form one second longer. I had Been Unable to shift during the last three months due to the fact of my trying-to-yet-failed-attempt to run from my world. My pride and fondly over protective father, they summoned me back about two hours ago, normally it would take three hours to arrive at the pride's ranch but due to Marc's suicidal driving skills we cut the time by almost half.
I had managed to unclasp my jeans they now lay forgotten on the forest floor, only now remembered when my ringtone buzzed making me turn and glare "Really… now,?" I direct my question towards the pair of skinny jeans. As if on cue the ringtone silenced "thank you" I mumble and return to unclasp my shirt, a small red half top. Once again the song "U + Ur Hand" blazed I groan and stomp over to pick up the phone. "Hello?" I ask "I Missed My Exam" the voice pronounces and I narrow my eyes pulling the phone away looking at the Screen as if it was to blame for the caller's lack of sense. I mentally screamed it was Andrew… of course it was Andrew… I hadn't called him like I said I would. "Andrew?" I clarified "yeah Faythe" he answers and I hear him chuckle from the other side of the line.
"Sorry, I haven't gotten around to calling" I apologize automatically "Its Fine, I've come down with the flu or something, everything just feels tight" he says and I cough to hide a laugh at his description. "Really tired actually, I'll call you later Kay?" he asks and I nod forgetting he can't see me. "Faythe? You still there?" he asks and I shake my head "sorry, daydreaming" I mutter into the receiver. "I'll talk to you later" I say and he hangs up after a brief 'I love you'. I sigh in relief glad I didn't have to make an excuse to get off the line. I finish with my clothes tucking them into a small patch of grass so it'll be easy to find them afterwards.
I fall to my hands and knees on the forest floor, closing my eyes tightly in concentration. I imagine my feline features, claws, canines, black fur, and the unusual feline pupils. With that last though my shift begins, pain runs through my toes and legs, then to my thighs and back, making its way up my body. I hear my jaw crack reorganizing itself and I cringe almost forgetting the sound as my blunt human teeth are replaced with deadly canines.
An itching sensation goes about my exposed skin, making me shiver; black fur surrounds my now exposed skin, as my shift completes itself.
I stand tall now on all fours, I huff in triumph, the pain hadn't been as bad as I'd thought, and sure I had several minor injuries. A few scratches and bruises from when a few unknown strays wonders into my pride's territory. I snort, that guy left with a broken nose, I remember it clearly. The three of them had formed a circle and started talking to me softly as if I could be fooled by a little sweet talk. I had lashed out at one with my human claws extended, giving him a good sized scar. The second and third were more wary but by no means smart, one lunged for my right arm and other came from behind. (Defiantly some miss communication on their part).
I brought my right hand back and delivered a right hook to the stray that had my arms, nose. He clutched it with both hands leaving my arm free. (Big Mistake) I swung again this time knocking him to the ground "Bitch!" the stray growls lying on his ass. "Yeah? This what they all say" I snap and turn. The last stray grabbing my wrist and tugging so hard my arm just about pulled. I had no intention of being controlled instead I collided my left knee to my attackers groin. He fell to his knees and glared up at me, instead of weeping like I thought he would he pulled out a metal object the idiot brought a gun. I must say I was a little proud anyone who knows me wouldn't think I'd go down without a fight and to say someone went to such lengths to put me down was impressive on my behalf. It meant I was being understood, not many tabbies earn much respect but for a tom to bring a gun, now that was saying something. I couldn't help but smirk.
From behind the stray and boot kicked him down, I looked up to find a familiar and repulsive face "took you long enough" I snap glaring at Marc my father's second in command and also the first stray to be followed into a pride. "You seemed okay" he shrugs. A branch snaps and im pulled back to the present. I shake my head to remove the memory from my mind, I tilt my head back and roar, when I took back down, its only then I notice I have company…
What ya think? First chapters a yay or neigh? I couldn't really write to my full potential since the chapter was kind of short… I wanted to keep it short so I could see what you guys wanted before I continue. Please review and favourite etc… anything to help me continue it much appreciated thank you wonderful readers!