Where The Wild Things Are; Naga

[Celeana]

Celeana

She feels hated and disrespected just as the same as before but, this time it's rooted deeper. Hell she's enraged with their new queen, who the hell does she think she is? She was barely present during Lexa's, so what gives her the right to have some sort of power, to have authority over Celeana? To insult, and shame her while the whole sisterhood is present. That wasn't a queen to be respected nor followed. What Queen in the sisterhood's history insults one of her own people?

With anger pulsating through ever porcelain limb in the mare's body, she hardly notices her body slowly begins to morph, hooves turn to paws, oval pupils shift to feline contracted iris's, as her whole body changes into a feline stance. She barely realizes the shift and height change, until she reaches the tall sea grasses. Where everything suddenly turns a vibrant green, "WHAT THE FUCK!?" She roars with confusion as she stares down at large pale paws, while backtracking her steps through the tall sea grass. Like a mouse in a maze it takes her several minutes to finally be freed of forest of tall vegetation.

Her first instinct is to find Naga, she would know what to do. She had shifted just as the ebony maiden does into her inky feline state. But Celeana couldn't exactly pinpoint what she was, all she could determine is that it definitely didn't have spots and was quite pale. 

With verdant contracted pupils the girl scampers about Nerine in search of her comrade, Naga. And with a skidding sharp turn of a corner, the feline meets her friend eyes wide eyed, and jaw agape panting like a dog. Wait was she a dog? Hell if she knew. She could hardly see the rest of herself except for her slender feline body, and of course her tail with a poof of what looked like mane at the end? She couldn't exactly tell. But with a confused glance she stares up at Naga, "Naga what the fuck happened?" She settles down placing her rump directly upon the ground which was surpassingly comfortable. Considering as an equine she would never be able to contract her body to sit on her hind quarters.

"What am I?" She questions, a hint of panic fled within her words. As she thumped her plumed tail, impatiently upon the sandy terrain. "How the fuck did I even do this?" She glances about searching for questions from her friend which was much more experienced in the matter of shifting, into a differing creature form.

Where the Wild Things Are

[Naga]

breaking waves of change

Queens come and go, kingdoms change and grow, and thus, Nerine did the same. Naga was changing too, slowly working toward becoming her old saucy self again. She needed to remember her youth. The reason why she had become a sister in the first place. As her mind reeled, she walked along the edges of the ebony sand beach, looking for signs of life, though so far none could be seen. As she continued forth, making her way toward the trees, the sound of heavy paws hitting the sand in a fast manor she turned quick to face the sound, her ears flattened against her sun bleached mane. A lion sprinted straight for her...she got on her haunches and let out a challenging equine roar, though soon she realized this was no challenger. It was Celeana. Naga's green eyes widened as her once spotted equine woman, now a sleek lioness, sat like a cat on her hind haunches and exclaimed confusedly to her.

Naga couldn't help but laugh, she let her muzzle rub just under Celeana's chin comfortingly. Her words are loving and playful, her tone very different from when Celeana had spoken to her last. Celeana didn't know the old, playful and fierce Naga, she knew the sullen, sad Naga. This was raw Naga.

"Celeana, my love! It's ok!! You are ok. My dear, you have shape shifted, like I do. You are a lioness...a very beautiful one at that!

She lets her last words get flirty and playful in tone as she shifts into her sleek, black feline form as to better let the lioness feel more comfortable. Naga walks around her playfully, letting her long black tail curl and trail along Celeana's light tan throat, before coming back around to sit beside her.

"I am not sure what triggered you to shift, but when I first shifted into this form, it was out of fear. Usually your first time shifting is triggered by a strong emotion. What were you thinking about before you felt yourself change?"

She is a bit more serious now, though she did let her tail wander to find Celeana's to "hold". She was like a damned love struck middle schooler. But, it was cute, kinda cheesy, but cute. She had not felt like this in a long, LONG time. She never got to spend this much time with Ashara, though she wished she could have. But, Naga is thankful, now she had Celeana...a woman so perfectly suited to her it scared her. Especially now that she can shift into a large cat as well. What a pair these two are....two large predatory cats sitting on a black sand beach. The crashing waves behind them and a cotton candy sky framed them perfectly. Hopefully Naga could teach her companion how to better control her shifting and how to do it on command. It was hard for her at first too, it had been so long that she had forgotten what it was like to not shift so smoothly and naturally. Poor Celeana must be so confused.

Naga