Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20141228211708/@comment-5583506-20150104141612

"No! No!" said Valkyrie assuringly. "Nothing is..." Another convulsion ripped through her body. "... wrong."

She hurried her way out of the barrow and tried to find a suitable spot for her inevitable transformation, away from prying eyes. She found it in a groove not to far away. She had a distinct feeling that she was being watched.

Animals of the forest, she told herself, and even if it wasn't there was little she could do about it now.

The change was upon her as the moon stood high on the night sky. She reluctantly removed her armor and her clothing and embraced the cold winds. She shuddered and stood still for a moment, with only her arms wrapped around herself.

Had the change stopped?

Suddenly one of her leg snapped backwards and she fell to her knees in the cold snow.

No, there it is.

She bit down hard into her lips, but couldn't help that a groan of pain escaped her mouth. Then came the other leg... She gasped and tried to hold herself back from screaming. It was unbecoming of her... The sad part was that she had gotten so used to the pain during all her transformations that the rest of the sequence would be easier.

White fur burst through her skin, she could feel her very skull bend as it formed into a more wolfish head with a long snout. Her teeth shattered and dropped to the ground to give way for her new sharp fangs. Claws potruded from the spots where her nails used to be. All her body mass rapidly changed, as did her senses. In a matter of minutes, there was nothing left of her.

Hunt...