That Time Of The Month [Open Like Whoa]
WHO: Agrias Oaks (northswainbraid) and anyone who wants to feed/pet/stare at/freak out at/yell at/watch/talk to/whatever the kitty
WHAT: WERETIGER BUSINESS
WHERE: Outskirts of the jungle
WHEN: Midnight Day 150 - Midnight Day 151
There was a makeshift calendar at the front of her journal, slowly marking off the days until today, which was circled and had a small pawprint drawn on it. Before midnight struck, she walked to the outer edge of the jungle, with nothing on but a blanket to cover herself. She didn't want to waste anymore clothing on violent transformations, so she sneaked out naked at a time she was least likely to be seen by the local populace. She sat and heard a distant bell ring midnight.
Agrias arched over, sweating and grunting as her body slowly mutated into the now-familiar anthropomorphic tiger form, her body hurting all over, her will being the only thing keeping her from screaming in pain. It was over in a minute, her new form standing up, stomach growling madly.
"Fresh meat...where are you...blood on my tongue...bones snapping in my jaws...a sweet sound fills my ears as they scream and die...m-must eat..."
WHAT: WERETIGER BUSINESS
WHERE: Outskirts of the jungle
WHEN: Midnight Day 150 - Midnight Day 151
There was a makeshift calendar at the front of her journal, slowly marking off the days until today, which was circled and had a small pawprint drawn on it. Before midnight struck, she walked to the outer edge of the jungle, with nothing on but a blanket to cover herself. She didn't want to waste anymore clothing on violent transformations, so she sneaked out naked at a time she was least likely to be seen by the local populace. She sat and heard a distant bell ring midnight.
Agrias arched over, sweating and grunting as her body slowly mutated into the now-familiar anthropomorphic tiger form, her body hurting all over, her will being the only thing keeping her from screaming in pain. It was over in a minute, her new form standing up, stomach growling madly.
"Fresh meat...where are you...blood on my tongue...bones snapping in my jaws...a sweet sound fills my ears as they scream and die...m-must eat..."