My steps are loud and clumsy compared to my werewolf brother and sister. They walk hand in hand without any problems through the forest floor and no sound comes from it, the only sound they make is their chatter between them. Something about a school event that I could barely keep my focus on especially when I’m trying my hardest to not slip and fall or make any sound
Crunch, I wince. Sighing with so much frustration that I just stop walking altogether and stand there. I crane my neck up to the sky and close my eyes. Why did it have to be today?
“Heavyfoot, what are you doing?” Papa calls me. I don’t heart him, but I feel him catching up from behind with Mama.
I pout almost childishly and open my eyes to glance over my shoulder, Mama and Papa are having their forest walk while holding
