[Bianca]
“Tell me what it’s like being a wolf,” I said to Tyson as we lay on his bed. Tyson stretched out lazily next to me and I slowly turned to my side to face him.
“Well, it’s hard for me to compare it to something else since he has always been there,”
“What do you mean?” I asked curiously.
“I mean, for as long as I can remember, he has always been there,” he said. “It wasn’t strange or anything to hear or feel his thoughts…he was just…a part of me,”
“So, when did you first turn into a wolf?”
“We transition when we are eighteen,” he explained. “For some, it can happen later, it all just depends on the relationship you have with your wolf,”
“Tank…you and he are close…I mean, do you ever disagree with one another?” I questioned.
“We do, at times. Although, he is mostly quiet…it
