TW: @buse, thr34ts I gather my family around the table, my earlier confidence still present, but fading. My play-fight with Lake had given me the confidence to come out to my family. My mum sits down, giving me a confused look. "What's this all about?" I take a deep breath. "I have something to tell you. I'm a therian." My dad frowns. "A...ferrian?" I giggle. "Not quite." I thourghly explain therianthropy and its meaning. An hour later, my dad and mum stand up, with odd looks on their faces. "Okay sweetie, me and your father want to have a little talk now, run along upstairs please honey." I frown. This is not the best reaction. They walk into the hall and I press my ear against the wall as my sisters skip upstairs, not having taken in a word I said. run upstairs and bolt my door as they chase me. Black fog pressing against my vision, I take deep breaths and open my gear box, selecting my favorite silver tail and my beautiful lynx mask. I slip them on and choose my black paws, them turn to see my parents bash the door down.
I run. Out the window, jump to the ground, into the forest, far far away until I can't hear them anymore. "If you come back, we'll 3nd you!" I sob as I crash into my den and curl onto the wilting moss as the sun sinks beyond the horizon. I can never go back.
