by Narrator » Thu Jun 20, 2019 2:59 pm
The hum in Vivienne's head persists and the urge to run and hunt soon begins to become overwhelming. At first, it feels like she has a fever and then like she's burning up before fur begins to sprout everything and her jaw stretches out into a long muzzle. The sounds are unpleasant, but she's lost in the rush of the change as her body begins adding on mass, growing bigger and bigger.
It's like a dam has been broken, and the flood is sweeping across Vivienne's thoughts. Every desire, every frustration suddenly lacks a coherent reason not to act upon it as 'why?' becomes 'why not?'
It can't just be contained in Vivienne, either. The storm surge threatens to spill over into Tereza's mind as well, boundaries literally and figuratively fuzzy in the face of the moon's song.