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    I have always been on the run. My family was destroyed by a large werewolf clan and I've been running since I was little. No one told me I was a were too, only I don't turn into a wolf. My form is a white tiger and I'm apparently the last of my kind. I only turned for the first time a few weeks ago on my 20th birthday. Luckily I had been in some podunk town in the middle of nowhere but I know I was spotted. A man in a form fitting suit watched me with no expression on his face. One hand tucked into his pocket as he watched me prowl through the bushes closest to the pile of tattered clothes, his deep brown eyes seemed to look into my soul and he pulled me to him. I ran, fear shooting down my spine and driving my animal instincts into a frenzy. The man was dangerous and I had to get away. Now no matter where I go I feel like I'm being watched. I feel like I'm slowly losing my mind. I need help but I can't trust anyone.

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