The Strange Dream..

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Moonlight filtered through the trees above, casting a glow on the forest floor as Y/n bounded through the undergrowth.
Her senses were heightened, the scent of damp earth and pine needles filling her nostrils, the rustle of unseen creatures in the distance sharpening her ears.

Y/n found herself not as herself, but as a wolf, racing through a forest she didn't recognize. Moonlight barely pierced the dense forest, painting the ground in different patterns of light and shadow. Every sense was heightened —the damp earth beneath her paws, the scent of pine and unseen creatures, the distant howl of another wolf.

It was exhilarating, this raw, primal freedom, yet  it was rather deeply unsettling. She had no memory of ever being a wolf or of this forest, but a strange instinct guided her, a sense of belonging that clashed sharply with the fear of the unknown.
Who was she in this dream?

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