Get Off My Lawn

Siduri was always grumpy these days. The young wolf was very unsure. Unsure of herself, her place in the pack, even being around others. Just... nothing felt right. She was a stranger in her own skin at times. Ever since she'd hurt Jael... Ugh. More than once the pastel girl had considered leaving. It would be better for everyone if she just left. Then she wouldn't have to worry about hurting anyone else when she lost control. The only one that made her feel slightly normal was Sakana. She couldn't cling to him all the time though.

The day was warm but overcast. Siduri lay up on the wooden, wrap around porch of her treehouse. She watched various members of the pack come and go, going about their business as though it was just another day. It was, but every day was a surprise to the colorful child. Would she be herself or would something else inhabit her body? With a sigh, she continued watching life happen around her.

"Siduri"