[private] change is terrifying

[Risa]

The residue of the nightmare she had been sucked into still clings to her. Reptilian scales now line her legs and she can feel the sharp teeth in her mouth. Her tongue is not yet used to them and she tastes her own blood from where they cut into it. When she swallows, the taste of the blood makes her hungry, so she lets the blood seep out of her mouth instead. Only it is easier to smell as it drips down her chin and that is worse. Like she's following the trail of some wounded animal. Her ears constantly twitch with the forest's sounds, loud and wretched in her ears. So loud. Every little thing is magnified. She shakes her head as if that will help lessen anything but there's no use. Everything is Loud. Every sound, every scent, everything she sees. The blood bothers her so much, hindsight letting her know how stupid it was to let herself drip with it. She has no idea what she has become, only that unlike in the dream this body does feel like her own. It has amalgamated itself into her being. Risa wanders until she finds a pond and she approaches it to wash the blood off her face. There's no hesitation upon approaching it — why would there be? She's drank from water thousands of times. This time, though, as she lowers her head a flash of red catches her attention and she balks when she sees her eyes. Only, they aren't her eyes at all. Not the same deep blue she has had through her lifetimes. They are bright red, just like those of the stallion who had somehow turned her into this. And they are glowing. The horror and the fear build up again until there's only one thing to do — she screams.

@Fret