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Anyone; - Nathaire - 10-22-2019
It merely exists.
There’s a breath and a heartbeat. There is hunger roiling in its stomach and an unsatisfied thirst that claws its throat. It exists, but it isn’t sure as what.
You’re born, its mother exclaimed, proud to participate in populating the world and throwing another shadow into the creeping darkness. Now live, she advised coolly. Thrive.
It regarded her quietly, thoughtfully. Its first instinct was to nurse, but she hissed and claimed that meal wasn’t fit for her own children. It didn’t understand, but it shrank from her touch until its body shed its legs and hair to reveal a python coiled in front of her. A venomous smile stretched across her lips then as she shouted to the air, ”Mother of monsters!” Malice flashed in her eyes. A monster, it thought. I am a monster.
Obediently, it fled by slithering across the meadow and into the distant forest where it camouflaged with the dappled sunlight and fallen leaves. Hunger still gripped its appetite, but the necessity of milk shifted with this new body. It receded until something darker, something primal, churned in its gut. It followed this new instinct, and devoured unattended eggs, squirrels, smaller snakes. It fed and fed and fed with this new craving. Only once satisfied did it nestle quietly into the leaf bed to rest overnight.
With the sun’s crowning, it rises. Its tongue flickers. It doesn’t know what it is, or how to revert to what it once was. It didn’t know what it was born as, not when its mother stared down at it with serpent scales tracing her body and fangs dipping below her lips. She was a hybrid, and so must it be as well.
It glides along the forest floor until a gnarled oak stands sentinel above. With its body coiled tightly at its trunk, it watches and waits with a mind that darts and reels with only two certainties. Survive and eat.
RE: Anyone; - Serabi - 10-24-2019
Serabi
he young girl travels in her panther form, she was thin and and yet to bulk due to her young age. Mother didn't track her anymore and that made it easy to travel as she pleased.
She could find herself in many forms, but her favorite was the panther. She prefers the night as her pelt blends in with the dark sky, but she has stayed too late and the sun begins to peak.
She quickly scurries across the meadow, until she finds herself beneath a tree. She lowers her body to the ground until she hears a noise directly behind her. The feline quickly jumps up and turns to face the tree.
It takes a moment, but finally her eyes settle on a snake that is wrapped around the trunk. She had a knack for blood, perhaps it was because her shapeshifting trait, or genes passed down from her parents. She grows closer to the snake and paws at its head, a small laugh escaping her maw as she does so. She was more curious than anything over the scaley animal.
A Woman Of Many Forms
@[Nathaire]
RE: Anyone; - Nodens - 10-25-2019
i found the antidote. i let the anger go and mother nature found it's place.
now we're compatible, my inner animal, i wanted blood and got a taste.
Nodens
@[Nathaire] & @[Serabi] SORRY KIDS. HI.
RE: Anyone; - Nathaire - 11-02-2019
It observes her silently. Every flicker of its tongue tastes her, tastes the air, tastes the curiosity propelling her closer. So easily could it slip away into the tree’s height, lose the feline, and find a meal within the branches, but it remains steadfast. As she looms nearer, its head begins to lift. A blink, then two.
A paw creeps like a storm cloud, and it hisses instinctively at her, baring fangs that desperately want to sink venom into her veins – to force suffering throughout her entire body. How foolish it had been to coil around the tree with only a short length of its body poised to lunge. It tries, nonetheless, with another hiss, but it snaps the air instead of her as another warning. Let her try again, it muses, as its eyes gleam sinfully under the dappled shadows.
But then there is someone – something – else approaching, and Nathaire immediately unwinds itself from the scabbed tree trunk, taking advantage of the distraction to coil together and listen. A serpent, the monster states, and Nathaire finally puts a word to what it is. Then, shifter.
It hisses quietly to the cat (that is what the man called her), regarding her again before its body contorts to mirror Nodens. Scales, a lion’s tail, a wolf’s head… a grotesque creature. ”A shifter,” it echoes, ”of a kind…” Like a curious bird, its head tilts, regarding the two of them with uncertainty. ”Nathaire. I am Nathaire.” It tastes its name for the first time, furrowing its brows in unfamiliarity.
@[Nodens] @[Serabi]
RE: Anyone; - Serabi - 11-07-2019
Serabi
The slipper critter was quick to hiss, warning her, though the naive girl does not take acknowledgement of it. She does lower her paw to the ground, but her body lingers closer than it should.
Again he warns her, the critter strikes at her and she instinctually leaps backward. The distance she added was too far for the snake, coiled around the tree limited him and she can't help but laugh at him.
Too caught up in this fun game, another approaches and her head turns as she hears him speak. Her gaze turns onto a creature she had never seen, he had taken on the form on many...and she looked at him like he was crazy!
As the stranger approaches he speaks about both her and the snake, a history lesson if you ask her. But as he finishes his lesson he introduces himself, Nodens. The snake spoke next and it took her by surprise, she hadn't known he was an equine in snake form....though she shouldn't be so surprised when she holds the shape of a panther.
The snake, who found a new position, had introduced himseld as Nathaire. Serabi allows her belly to touch the floor, she creeps closer to the snake still interested in the strange creature, but doesn't allow her gaze to leave Nodens. My name is Serabi, she offers her name lastly to the pair.
A Woman Of Many Forms
@[Nodens] sorry im slowww