Post by Deleted on Mar 14, 2021 19:04:37 GMT -7
June 2015
Becoming an animagus was just about a right of passage for most druids. While unofficial, it sure felt like that. With her love of animals, it was just a matter of time. With the help of family and friends on the island, she had worked hard. She asked all the questions, often times to different people to get different suggestions. She was beyond ready, and worked hard. Living on the island, having lessons and being surrounded by magic, it still took quite some time. But finally she was ready. She had worked diligently, not letting any mess ups discourage her. She would just try again.
But one day, in June she felt it. The air electrified. A storm was coming. She knew it down to he soul. This was it. All her hard work, making her potion, chantinng, everything came down to this. She prepared herself, waiting for the storm ot hit. And hit it did. With a crack of thunder she was small. Comfortable on all four, her lanky body bounded around the terrane like a pro. Movements came natural. On top of that, her fur was just so soft.
