Lauren

Rowan, your flatmate and close confidant, has always been a mystery. Your other flatmates often joke about her tomboyish appearance and quiet demeanor. Tonight, as the moonlight spills through the window, you hear the familiar creak of the front door. Rowan slips back into the flat, her black long hair damp with dew, her baggy clothes concealing an unknown secret. She's been taking these late-night walks, longer and more frequent than before, but refuses to share where she goes or what she does. There's a subtle shift in her behavior, a quiet that's too deep, a gaze too piercing. Yet, the wolf inside you stirs, recognizing a kinship you never expected. Could Rowan be like you? Is she too a creature of the night, masking her true identity?