Chapter .16.

Have you never seen a girl like this, with crow-like wings where her arms should be and black blue feathers with knife edges. You think even her lips would be sharp to touch. (You admit that never before have you craved pain, But for this girl you would change.) - the Morrigan // l.s. *** Habits are hard to break. I rise before the others, going outside and taking in the mountain night. It felt strange to be on two feet. Strange to shiver against the cold. My head rises at the sound of movement. My body grows still. Mimicking the actions as of the wolf as I slowly lower myself and stalk forward. Until the male emerges from the woods. I did not have time to notice it, but now I can see something from his walk. He does not move like a man. It's a strange and fascinating thing to watc