Sebastians POV
I stare out the window of the math class room as i feel my "tail" thrash. Great... a phantom shift.. Right here in the classroom. I cant even get up to stretch my paws. I feel my "ears" twitch as i slowly tune out the math teacher Mrs. Bell. I watch squirlls run across the play ground. I sigh, feeling the want to chase them grow inside me. I softly bounce my leg, getting restless.
"Sebastian. Sebastian" I hear Mrs. Bell say, startling me out of my thoughts.
"Yes maam?" i say looking at her.
"whats the answer to number 9?" i look down at my paper, scanning to find number 9 on last nights homework. 7x + 89 x 4 - x. I read it allowed, then give the answer of 6x+89x4.
"Correct" she says. I nod softly, my "ears" poking up proudly. I shake my head discreetly, then remembering i dont have fur or ears to even shake. I sigh. I miss my ears. i miss my paws. i miss my tail. i miss my 4 legs. i miss my fur. most of all, i miss my pack...Why cant i be like everyone else? Why do i have to be so.. different? Why do i have to be disphric? why do i have to be a therian...? Is there anyone else like me that ill ever meet?
