Leslie Hansons laid in bed as she reminsiced about what happened to her since the monthly changes started, nothing had happened yet, but she was in heat and excited about what possibilities there were out there. Her tail was drooping as she remembered how treacherous the werewolf was about the threat of humans, but to Leslie, humans were no threat, she had nothing to fear from them. Just then someone knocked her down. It was her brown border collie, Sandy, she had an initiative, but Leslie remembered how cautious she must be around others not of her kind. No one knew her secret, not even her parents, but soon they might discover...
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