Author's note: this is from Cristina's point of view
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I assumed that Zoe would act ladylike in front of Ash, but the reality proved me wrong.
I envy Zoe for being herself no matter what. I am good with Zoe and a few more people, but when left to my own devices I withdraw into my shell that was made out of shyness.
My wolf, Lana, reflects my personality to the point of being so shy that she barely speaks to me. It's strange knowing that there is a person inside my mind, yet she is quiet. If not for a few brief conversations we had in the last few months, I would doubt if she is there even though I can feel her.
"Hey!", Zoe called a second before taking a seat next to me on the sand. "Are you liking the food?"
"It's delicious.", I responded honestly and glanced at her plate that was full of various meat, just like mine. "Is that your third one?"
