The story was told to children all over the land, as they were put to bed. No matter what the bed was made of, no matter which tribe or kingdom or nation, the story was the same.
The brave child and their partner, the only ones to spot the animals pretending to be people, and no matter how much they were shushed, they kept saying it until they were believed.
None of the parents who told the story thought of it as anything but a tale to quiet down children.
Because none were alive the last time the shspeshifters invaded.
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