When I saw the wolf lunge at Anais' throat, I jumped off the couch quickly, kicking it off of An. It yelped as it hit the chair. The wolf laid on the floor, whimpering, as it morphed into an older woman. The woman had black hair that was graying in some spots and green eyes. As I looked closer at the woman, I realized she looked like someone. Someone I knew. I just couldn't put my finger on it. Anais quickly got off the floor, looking at me. Her eyes were watering and she came over to me, grabbing my arm and holding on to me. She laced her fingers with mine and I gently kissed her forehead. I looked down into those amazing eyes of hers and it hit me.
That was when I realized it. I figured out who the woman looked like.
Anais.
The changling was Anais' mother.