The World Walkers: Mira: Raenarin: Leaving Raenarin

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Mira stepped through the door, knowing that she had no other choice. A single tear trickled down her cheek. Being a ‘demon’ was both a blessing and a curse right at the moment. It meant she was safe from… she didn’t know exactly who it was, but she knew that her entire family was dead because of someone, as she’d could leave Raenarin behind. At the same time being alive when they were all gone was more painful than anything that had happened before. For the first time in her life she was entirely alone, on a world she didn’t know, and all she wanted to do was curl up in a ball and cry.

The World Walkers: Raenarin: Rachel: Becoming Human

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There was a minute, maybe more, probably more, when Rachel had no idea what was going on. Slowly she stretched out her arm. Instead of it ending in a paw and being covered in fur it ended in a hand with five fingers and was covered in skin. She stared at it, not wanting to touch it just in case it disappeared. That had happened before. Finally she let herself reach out with the other arm. It looked the same as the other one. The hand, her hand, felt so different to a paw. Hands had much more movement and she bent her fingers to get a feel for what it was like to have them.

The World Walkers: Raenarin: Rachel: The First Day

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Everything had been harder than Rachel expected it to be. Clothes, food, sleeping… she wasn’t entirely certain what was making it so difficult, but she did think being in Niall’s bed was part of the problem. He’d taken the settee in the lounge as his bed, even though she told him that she’d be fine there herself because she didn’t want to be any more of a burden than she already was, and it had been a long time since she’d slept in a bed. The last time she’d gone to sleep she’d been a cat, which meant making herself comfortable anywhere she pleased, but being a human… she sighed, sitting up. Being human once more meant she had to follow the rules and going to sleep in a bed, no matter how uncomfortable she was, seemed to be one of them, yet… she glanced down at the floor. Without letting herself think about it she slipped onto the floor, pulling the covers with her.