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They took you, and they changed you. You were born with scales and the ability to change, with claws for defending you and your loved ones. They took all of that away. They made your claws too long for holding, only for ripping and tearing away. They took your ability to change, forcing you into this half life of wings and claws but skin.
You couldn’t survive like this. You could feel your scales peeling away with every second that they force you to live. You endure because you have to. You endure because they will not let you die. The first time that they tried they took your claws, they covered them with fabric until they needed you for killing.
She freed you. You never expected a life you didn’t have to endure, a life that brought you joy. Olive gave you that. She dyed her hair the same red as your scales, made you her kin. You fly. She helps you use your claws to protect, not to kill.
Life wasn’t just survival, anymore. She made life worth living.