Jasmine left her sister at camp and headed off to relax, she kind of hoped she might run into a male wolf, she hadn’t put herself out there for dating at all recently so she wanted to start. But in the back of her mind a little voice whispered you’re not pretty enough. You’re a brown wolf, they go for grey or black wolves, not plain wolves.
She shuddered but continued, a little less pep in her step.
She shuddered but continued, a little less pep in her step.