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... relatives. She was at peace with her parents. She was born differently from them, but they never hated her for having white hair or not having a wolf.
They loved her like any other good parents would love their daughter. She frowned when she remembered those times her mother would miscarry, making her weep for days that always weakened her.
They sought out answers from different people and even humans as to why she was miscarrying, but there was no answer given. She knew her moth ...
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