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Apr 14, 2020 12:11:47 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2020 12:11:47 GMT -7
December 26, 2020
Renfri had waited months for the perfect storm. The perfect night. This whole process had taken a year, in total. She'd started it when she was twenty. And now, just a week shy of her twenty-first birthday it was finally time. The storm was already raging outside the small tent Renfri had called home for the past six months. She unlocked the chest at the foot of her bed, rummaging through, and pulling out the vial. A small, seemingly ordinary thing. Gripping the vial tight, Renfri stepped out of the tent and into the storm. Thunder boomed and lightning danced across the sky. Renfri was soaking wet within seconds, but she didn't care. It was finally time.
Renfri uncorked the vial, drank the contents, and tossed the vial away. It shattered on the ground, but she didn't care. She tilted her head back, face to the raging sky. "Amato Animo Animato Animagus," she cried into the storm. Thunder drowning out her words. But that was okay. The incantation didn't have a volume requirement.
Lightning struck nearby, the thunder cracking deafeningly loud. Renfri didn't move, instead staring up at the storm. And then, her own bones began to crack and bend. Her hair turned black, and fun started to sprout on her body. Fingers shrunk, then fattened into thick black paws. Teeth grew into long and vicious fangs.
The transformation was quick but it felt like an eternity, Renfri savoring every moment of the transformation. Feeling her body become something different. Something powerful.
The storm raged on, threatening flooding the area that Renfri and the other curse breakers camped out. But Renfri didn't care. She was a black jaguar. A powerful and elegant hunter of the night. She let out a roar, and raced into the jungle.
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