Aki moved slowly, holding the wolf's body. Her legs trembled, and she fell again.
"W… Why… my body is weak?… No… I'm weak…"
Then she remembered The voice of a small girl softly calling out—
"Mama…"
Her eyes widened. She gasped—
"H… Huh…"
"Who..." She whispered again
Suddenly she got a flashback of a small girl with green sweater and ponytail black hair her black eyes looking at her while gripping on her leg
Aki's eyes widened, Then she whispered
"I remember now..."
Suddenly everything went dark then in a small soft voice she whispered
"My real name is...Aanari Akira.."
I remember snow. Not the fluffy kind you see in fairy tales, but the biting, cruel snow that buries everything—cold, ruthless, quiet. I remember standing barefoot on the wooden floor of our worn-out house, toes numb from the winter air seeping through the cracks in the walls. I was twelve, I think. Or maybe thirteen. Time never flowed right in that place. Days blended into nights, nights into nightmares
