Mindy silently watched for a moment before she burst into a fit of giggles, "I've never see a shifter do that before. Anyway, if you've never actually went into public areas it makes sense that he never noticed you before."

i had my tail in my mouth, and twitched and ear "never seen a shifter do what?" i said, my voice muffled with my tail

"...Oh. Were you hurt? Did you get sick?!" she bombarded you with questions, her concern was almost over exaggerated.

She looked at you confused, "What creature? You know, your always spotting the strangest stuff. Your eyesight mist be really good or something." she let out a laugh as she dragged you deeper into the house, "Mom, I brought Dominick over!" she shouted over her shoulder as she began climbing up the stairs.

I chuckled. "How you think that is beyond me. I have my head in the clouds." I said giving her a small smile. "Hey m-" I cut myself off blushing after realizing what I said. "Hey Mrs. Bormeeki" I mumbled.

"I've never seen a shifter chase their own tail before" she stopped laughing long enough to take a breathe, "Not that I find it strange, it's just something new to me. I also don't see many shifters though since Levi chases them off before I get the chance to meet them."she said disappointedly.

"this is my tail...?" she asked, seeming to not have known, twitching her ears as her tail seemed to have a mind of its own

Misha began hysterically laughing, "I don't know why you stopped yourself, she's told you nearly a thousand times now that you can call her whatever you wa-" Misha was cut off by Mrs.Borneeki, "Hi Dominick... Remember you can always tell Misha no." she went silent again and left it at that.

"You didn't know?" Mindy looked at you confused, "That's also new to me. I thought shifters could always tell if it was a part of their own body."

I nodded. "I-i'll remember that ma'am." I told her. I looked at Misha. "It's weird calling her mom when she's so different from mine. It's like it's... bad to group her with mine." I said quietly. "I knew Misha would bombard me with questions from my home life, like she usually did, trying to get something out of me. 'She won't give up the questions; which is useless because I won't tell her.' I thought as we walked up the steps.