10-24-2019, 07:16 PM
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]