by Isolde Schwarz » Mon Jul 09, 2018 10:49 pm
She steps away from Wanda and, with a practiced air, strips down. Her frame is changing even before the last of her clothes are off, back popping and joints cracking as her vertebrae become visible, deep hackles releasing into the cold air. Her hands tremble as they grow thick and monstrous, but once they steady she quickly gathers her clothes into a surprisingly neat bundle that she passes to Wanda.
There are grimaces and noises as her wolf continues to emerge, but the discomfort seems to have passed by the time she's finished shifting. A great shaggy shape standing over Wanda, plush with winter fur but still humanoid and oddly feminine.
"Shall we?" She asks, her voice deeper but recognizable.