Sienna 7 years ago....  It was a normal summers night, everybody huddled around the barbeques and fire pits. They often did this in celebration of the moon goddess every full moon to formerly celebrate her giving us life, me being the exception of course. As a pack they all pitched in. The children would pick flowers for the table pieces. They would also hand make some decorations, not too many, but just enough to add to the collection that has accumulated over the generations.   It was a big deal. To all of them. The parents and adults would pitch in as well. Doing everything they can to make sure the night went smoothly. From running drills to make sure the warriors times were fast enough in case something did happen, to preparing the best meals, while also keeping an eye on the children making sure nothing was out of sorts for the nights festivities.  I, however

Sienna, present...  The thing about my life is that it feels as though I have lived many.  From my torturous childhood, to the death of my pack, to being left alone for years.  I've seen many things someone would barely see in 3 lifetimes let alone my miserable 1. The fact I'm still here still astounds me. 24 years old and all I've known is misery, distaste and cruel people.  I decided when I was able to shift that I would no longer be this awful waste of space person.  My road I have had to travel and endure has opened my eyes to alot of things, but I didn't expect my wolf to be the biggest surprise. She is pure white. A mark on her left rib cage that's a match for a quarter moon. I don't know what it means and I only know it's there because of the person I had my first shift in front of.  Layton. He's human, but I could