The groanings of anguish pierced her heart yet she's torn about if she's gonna help them or not. The sight of desperation is before her yet she isn't sure if she can do something about their plight. In front of her are the pure werewolves struggling for their lives, losing hope knowing that the very day they expected turned out nothing.
It's full moon. They waited for this night to give them healing. To return the ability they lost. Yet nothing happened.
Standing in a room that seemed hopeless than the poorest human hospital is Dawn.
I'm caught here in this world in a way I don't even know how and I'm here challenged about whether I'll give them hatred or mercy.
" She's just a kid!" Dawn mumbled staring intensely at a boy lying on a bed at the end.
He seemed to be 12 years old,
