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to see that there was no visible swelling anymore. At her doctor’s appointment today, Dr. Hartman had been pleased with how quickly the knee had healed up. As long as Silver was careful and didn’t overdo it, she should be able to dance again this weekend.
Silver felt a small pang of jealousy that she wasn’t one of those shifters that quickly self-healed. Some of her friends, like Grant and Jack, had shifter mutations that allowed their bodies to heal with lightning speed. If they had any sort of injury, all they needed to do was get a good night’s sleep and it was better the next day. Most polar bear shifters were like that.
“Damn grizzly genes,” Silver muttered to herself as she bent over a little more to inspect her knee. Silver came from the largest grizzly shifter clan in Alaska, the Frost Peak Grizzlies. She had grown up with borderline celebrity status, since her dad was one of the biggest leaders in one of the biggest clans. It was strange to be in a big city now, where no one except her closest friends had any clue about her past. Joe knew she had moved from Alaska, but she hadn’t offered any information beyond that, and he hadn’t seemed that interested in finding out more.
These days, Silver was something of a Chicago celebrity, thanks to her status as a star ballerina and Joe’s girlfriend. Thankfully, Chicago wasn’t a particularly celebrity-obsessed town, so Silver could usually blend into the crowd. Occasionally, someone would stop her on the street and ask if she was Silver Rowe, but she’d never been chased down by paparazzi or anything like that.
Silver took another deep breath and then stood up straight. She was already feeling better, after just a few minutes away from Mrs. Astor. Silver glanced at her watch. She was probably going to be stuck at this event for another two hours, but then she could go home and know she didn’t have to see Joe’s parents again until after this weekend. Silver could hardly wait to be able to put her complete focus on dancing. She had missed being up on stage, even though she had only missed a few performances.
Silver stepped out of the bathroom stall and checked her reflection in the mirror, pushing a stray strand of her hair back behind her ear. Her emerald green sheath dress brought out the flecks of green in her otherwise dark brown eyes, and she smiled at herself. She felt pretty tonight, really pretty, which didn’t often happen. Usually, she felt like she was wearing a costume when she dressed up, but this dress was simple and elegant enough that Silver felt comfortable in it. Silver pulled a soft beige lipstick out of her simple black clutch and reapplied it. Then she pulled out her phone to check for messages. She had one, a text from Jack.
I’m still full from breakfast. I ate so much that I can’t even move. It’s like I’ve anesthetized myself. The anesthesiologist did himself in. Lol.
Silver chuckled and rolled her eyes. Jack tried so hard, but he told the corniest jokes. She quickly typed back a smiley face emoticon, not even bothering to use voice commands for such a short message. Then she turned her attention back to the mirror, which contained a built in computer screen. Across the top of the mirror, a running banner displayed headlines from local and world news. Silver saw a blip about the heat wave that was currently sweeping Chicago, and sighed when she saw that temperatures were expected to continue to rise over the next few days. She usually took the El to work so she didn’t have to find a parking spot for her hovercar, but she hated public transportation when it was hot out. Being stuffed into a commuter hovertrain with all those sweaty people definitely did not put her in the right mindset for dancing well. The El was supposed to be climate controlled, but even with today’s advanced technology, it seemed to always be too hot whenever the temperature rose above eighty degrees Fahrenheit.
Silver glanced at the delicate
Silver felt a small pang of jealousy that she wasn’t one of those shifters that quickly self-healed. Some of her friends, like Grant and Jack, had shifter mutations that allowed their bodies to heal with lightning speed. If they had any sort of injury, all they needed to do was get a good night’s sleep and it was better the next day. Most polar bear shifters were like that.
“Damn grizzly genes,” Silver muttered to herself as she bent over a little more to inspect her knee. Silver came from the largest grizzly shifter clan in Alaska, the Frost Peak Grizzlies. She had grown up with borderline celebrity status, since her dad was one of the biggest leaders in one of the biggest clans. It was strange to be in a big city now, where no one except her closest friends had any clue about her past. Joe knew she had moved from Alaska, but she hadn’t offered any information beyond that, and he hadn’t seemed that interested in finding out more.
These days, Silver was something of a Chicago celebrity, thanks to her status as a star ballerina and Joe’s girlfriend. Thankfully, Chicago wasn’t a particularly celebrity-obsessed town, so Silver could usually blend into the crowd. Occasionally, someone would stop her on the street and ask if she was Silver Rowe, but she’d never been chased down by paparazzi or anything like that.
Silver took another deep breath and then stood up straight. She was already feeling better, after just a few minutes away from Mrs. Astor. Silver glanced at her watch. She was probably going to be stuck at this event for another two hours, but then she could go home and know she didn’t have to see Joe’s parents again until after this weekend. Silver could hardly wait to be able to put her complete focus on dancing. She had missed being up on stage, even though she had only missed a few performances.
Silver stepped out of the bathroom stall and checked her reflection in the mirror, pushing a stray strand of her hair back behind her ear. Her emerald green sheath dress brought out the flecks of green in her otherwise dark brown eyes, and she smiled at herself. She felt pretty tonight, really pretty, which didn’t often happen. Usually, she felt like she was wearing a costume when she dressed up, but this dress was simple and elegant enough that Silver felt comfortable in it. Silver pulled a soft beige lipstick out of her simple black clutch and reapplied it. Then she pulled out her phone to check for messages. She had one, a text from Jack.
I’m still full from breakfast. I ate so much that I can’t even move. It’s like I’ve anesthetized myself. The anesthesiologist did himself in. Lol.
Silver chuckled and rolled her eyes. Jack tried so hard, but he told the corniest jokes. She quickly typed back a smiley face emoticon, not even bothering to use voice commands for such a short message. Then she turned her attention back to the mirror, which contained a built in computer screen. Across the top of the mirror, a running banner displayed headlines from local and world news. Silver saw a blip about the heat wave that was currently sweeping Chicago, and sighed when she saw that temperatures were expected to continue to rise over the next few days. She usually took the El to work so she didn’t have to find a parking spot for her hovercar, but she hated public transportation when it was hot out. Being stuffed into a commuter hovertrain with all those sweaty people definitely did not put her in the right mindset for dancing well. The El was supposed to be climate controlled, but even with today’s advanced technology, it seemed to always be too hot whenever the temperature rose above eighty degrees Fahrenheit.
Silver glanced at the delicate
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