Basil's gun
"Yea," I replied. "We should stock up on food," I added, getting up and grabing a backpack. Ridge nodded and grabbed the other backpack. We stocked up on caned nourriture only. I felt a point on two of my teath. I went in the bathroom and looked in the mirror. I groaned. "My teath are on steriods."
"No. toi have uncontrolable changes, once toi know. If your a powerful wolf, toi don't change unless toi want to," Ridge replied. I groaned, and splashed water on my face. I looked in the mirrior again. I looked so mature for someone so young. I took mom's gun licenes.
"I'm going to get bullets. We need protection," I told Ridge.
"Ok, whatever, good luck," he replied.
I threw the licenes on the table. "What? What do toi want me to do?"
"We have protection. Ourselves. There is one thing we need dearly. Water," he replied, handing my mom credit-card.
I raised my eyebrow. I snatched the card out of his hand. "I'll be back," I snarled.
I walked to the store, to find a gang of boys Ridge told me to stay away from outsind the store. Unfortanutly, I looked 14, and the entrane was where they were standing. One grabbed my arm. "Hey, where are toi going?" he asked.
"Non yo," I replied, half snarling. I snatched my arm away. He was a little too close for my comfort. I bared my teeth, reveling my fangs. There wwas one way to scare them. My hand formed to a loup paw and I scratch the one's face, leaving five deep scratches on his face. He stumbled back, and my paw formed to a regular hand. The gang's eyes widened and they ran. "Humph, a job well done," I told myself.
I walked in the store and bought the waters.
