Wednesday p.o.v.

      Finally, that werewolf is outside. It's the last thing I want before my writing time. I swear I hear that dog howl it's the muzzle for her. Aside from all that, I do enjoy when Y/N presents themselves in Ophelia Hall, I rather enjoy their company. They are much more behaved, like a black cat sleeping near the windowsill. I better devour this moment of peace before it becomes chaos. Yet again. 

Y/N p.o.v. 

       I have time before curfew, a nice walk in the woods always does me good. I don't go too far from school grounds, considering there are creatures much bigger than me. I heard Wednesday talk about one, though I don't recall what it was. I press that question to the back of my mind as I clear my thoughts for the day, not excluding the ones I need for class. 

       As I walked further into the woods, I heard a twig snap, causing me to stop in my tracks. 

               "Hello?" I looked around. Nothing. 

       Yet the sound came back again.

          "Who goes there? Show yourself!" I demanded. I was probably speaking to myself; I would have made a fool of myself had someone been watching me. Which to my surprise someone was... well almost. They appeared as a young girl dressed in pink clothes; she was covered in blood. Was it blood? or was it a prank of some sort? When they had come closer, I realized it was blood! 

       "My god!" I whispered. How did this happen? who could have done this to her? I immediately ran to her. "Are you ok?" I asked, worried. She had begun to cry. "It's going to be alright; I'll bring you to..." 

      "I hate it when it happens." She wiped away her tears. "Always at a time when I just want to sleep, or when my, my...." Her tears turned to sobs as she covered her face with her blood-stained hands. I looked closely at them, the marks where something once covered her soft skin, I knew them all too well.... 

      Werewolf. 

"Hey, it's alright. You're safe now." I wrapped my arm around her, leading her back to Nevermore. I brought her to the infirmary to clean her up and tend to her wounds. I had to do it myself considering no one was awake. The girl was young, with platinum blonde hair with blue and pink tips. Her eyes were surprisingly bright for a werewolf I had to admit, I thought they would be darker. Her nails became claws when the cuts on her arms had stung from me cleaning them. 

    "By the way, what's your name?" she asked. 

    "Y/N, L/N. And yours?" 

    "Enid." 

    The name struck me. "A friend of Wednesdays?" 

     "Yes." 

     "I see." 

    I finished tending to her wounds before bringing her back to Ophelia Hall. Luckily when I let her inside, Wednesday was asleep. Otherwise, there would have been a dissertation between the two of us. 

    "Thank you." 

That was all she said before I parted ways with her. No need to speak more. The creature had drained her energy. I did the same and left for my dorm, then I would check on her in the morning before class.