The door slammed behind her as she stormed into the room. She fumed, pacing, but hearing her growing claws clacking on the floor, made her force her self to calm down. She didn't want to become that thing again. She wouldn't. Holding her paws tightly into fists, she breathed deeply, and counted to ten.
Just calm down, Mirera, just relax. Don't think of anything. The feline thought to herself, tail slowly waving behind her. But, all too soon she relived what had just happened, and growled in distaste, baring her growing fangs, feeling the warm waters of rage closing in on her clouded mind. "Why can't he just accept me, dammit!" She roared in a raspy voice.
Hot pain in her palms made her gasp and release her fists. "ugh." Mirera exclaimed, crying now. She looked at her paws through teary eyes, and saw she had dug into the flesh, and there were small puncture wounds, oozing blood. But that was all she dared to look at. She knew that if she looked anywhere else, she wou