Lola: Ok -heads into the kitchen- what you want? Headmistress: ok, anything else, you need to tell me everything so I may help you
Lola: -laughs- I wouldn't say that in this kitchen -gets Dan a sandwich and some chips- pops over there -points to a fridge- imma get my food -heads towards a different fridge-
I remember having to teach myself to shift... The first few times all I felt was pain... And then as I got used to the pain I was overtaken by anger and hatred for the people that abandoned me... And I took my anger out on the humans...
Miji looked up once the bus pulled up. Biting down the vile words on the condition of the bus. She got in and took a seat to the back. Gazing out the window quietly
Headmistress: hmmm....that doesn't sound like what a parents of a shifter does, shifting is genetic.....
Headmistress: hmmm...there's your answer, find your parents you may be baked to control your anger and I'm pretty sure I can help you