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Selenite
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It was dark. It was cold; the wind howled, as if with that it announced the snow storm that was about to break anytime. The pine trees shook vigorously; despite the cold, down in the valley, some were burning in flames.The secluded building was burning, too, a thick column of dark smoke ascending from it, darkening even more the sky.
Jade had no idea how did that happen. All she knew was, that she was free. Free from that prison, free from the scientists' abuse; as soon as she saw the thick glass of her cell opening, she didn't think about it twice. She ran, she knew her life depended on it. Turning into a mountain lion, the shapeshifter made haste and was soon out, her paws sinking in the snow. She would have kept going, if it wasn't for what she saw just there; laying on the snow, a figure. Someone.
Turning around, Jade ran towards it, transforming back again into her human form. She didn't want to scare away whoever that was... she only prayed it wasn't a scientist or a guard. She wasn't feeling like killing at the moment, but she would if she had to defend her life.
She held her glossy brown hair with one hand, to prevent the wind from blowing it over her purple eyes. With the other hand, she pushed the body that laid there on the snow, afraid of basically anything.
Jade had no idea how did that happen. All she knew was, that she was free. Free from that prison, free from the scientists' abuse; as soon as she saw the thick glass of her cell opening, she didn't think about it twice. She ran, she knew her life depended on it. Turning into a mountain lion, the shapeshifter made haste and was soon out, her paws sinking in the snow. She would have kept going, if it wasn't for what she saw just there; laying on the snow, a figure. Someone.
Turning around, Jade ran towards it, transforming back again into her human form. She didn't want to scare away whoever that was... she only prayed it wasn't a scientist or a guard. She wasn't feeling like killing at the moment, but she would if she had to defend her life.
She held her glossy brown hair with one hand, to prevent the wind from blowing it over her purple eyes. With the other hand, she pushed the body that laid there on the snow, afraid of basically anything.