10-22-2017, 06:16 AM
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sad and beautiful</div><p>
She wakes feeling as though she is floating. It strange and exciting as she opens her eyes to a blurry sun. It's autumn and she feels cold, too cold to be normal. With a stretch and a yawn, one little arm lifting high over her head-
Wait.
Senneth <i>looks</i> at her arm. It is green an bumpy. The woman is now wide awake and proceeding to hop around as her eyes stand to tall on her head and she is hairless.
-<I>NAKED</I>-
She tries to shriek but all she manages is a loud 'ribbbbbet' before panic sets completely in. Senneth doesn't understand but all she wants is to be back in her horse form!
(poof)
The buckskin is restored... <b>"What is the world...?"</b> She attempts to understand before the sounds of geese heading south for the winter distracts her. She looks up, watches, and then-
(poof)
A fat, grey goose stands there with a dark head and angry eyes. Senneth can't believe this. All of this changing hurt as her blood, body, and bones mutate and shift. The <s>mare</s> lady goose slowly conjures the idea of her equine form and within a few mere moments, she is returned. Senneth nearly dies with relief and does not understand fully for she is not a gifted horse like most of the others...but suddenly with a bat of her eyes, she can change everything.
A fox, a butterfly, a wolf.
She shifts from one to another to another! The woman has never known such freedom in her young life. Gone are the tears and pain from abandonment, from the abuse. She could show them all if she wanted. Let another one of those bastards try to ruin her. A smile touches her lips as she simply conjures up the idea of a massive black dragon with deep blood red eyes and belly scales. The fire brews in her depths as she grins. She hopes this magic will never end.
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Senneth is a shapeshifter! I wanted the poor girl to experience something wonderful for once.
Her weakenss comes in the form of her reflection whether it is a mirror, water, glass, ice. It reveals who she truely is and it humbles her and forces her to return to her true form when she looks into it or she walks in front of it.
<div align="justify" style="font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; font-family: 'News Cycle', sans-serif; color: #160e03; line-height:12px; padding:10px 10px 10px 10px;"><div style="font-family: 'Satisfy', cursive; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size: 20px; color: #160e03; line-height: 67%; text-align: center;">up on the sun looking
sad and beautiful</div><p>
She wakes feeling as though she is floating. It strange and exciting as she opens her eyes to a blurry sun. It's autumn and she feels cold, too cold to be normal. With a stretch and a yawn, one little arm lifting high over her head-
Wait.
Senneth <i>looks</i> at her arm. It is green an bumpy. The woman is now wide awake and proceeding to hop around as her eyes stand to tall on her head and she is hairless.
-<I>NAKED</I>-
She tries to shriek but all she manages is a loud 'ribbbbbet' before panic sets completely in. Senneth doesn't understand but all she wants is to be back in her horse form!
(poof)
The buckskin is restored... <b>"What is the world...?"</b> She attempts to understand before the sounds of geese heading south for the winter distracts her. She looks up, watches, and then-
(poof)
A fat, grey goose stands there with a dark head and angry eyes. Senneth can't believe this. All of this changing hurt as her blood, body, and bones mutate and shift. The <s>mare</s> lady goose slowly conjures the idea of her equine form and within a few mere moments, she is returned. Senneth nearly dies with relief and does not understand fully for she is not a gifted horse like most of the others...but suddenly with a bat of her eyes, she can change everything.
A fox, a butterfly, a wolf.
She shifts from one to another to another! The woman has never known such freedom in her young life. Gone are the tears and pain from abandonment, from the abuse. She could show them all if she wanted. Let another one of those bastards try to ruin her. A smile touches her lips as she simply conjures up the idea of a massive black dragon with deep blood red eyes and belly scales. The fire brews in her depths as she grins. She hopes this magic will never end.
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<div style="font-family: 'Satisfy', cursive; font-size: 60px; color: #0b0c06; transform: lower case; line-height: 60%; text-align: center; padding:500px 0px 0px 0px;">Senneth</div></div></div></td></tr> </table></div></center>
Senneth is a shapeshifter! I wanted the poor girl to experience something wonderful for once.
Her weakenss comes in the form of her reflection whether it is a mirror, water, glass, ice. It reveals who she truely is and it humbles her and forces her to return to her true form when she looks into it or she walks in front of it.