by Tereza Rozanov » Wed Sep 23, 2020 3:20 am
As she closes up, the wolf becomes as malleable as the ice Tereza wields. The light begins rippling through her metaphorical fur, slowly filling in the cracks the way sunlight dapples a glade. And much like her element, the wolf melts in the heat of that light. She finally begins to sense proper Tereza again, drawn to the light of the ember from whatever shadow she was hiding in. But that's short lived as it becomes impossible to tell where Tereza ends and the wolf begins as the mixture of the two swirls around inside her. As the ember flares further to life, the presence begins solidifying again, filling the available space and even pushing against it a little, creating new space as ice does.
In the real world, Tereza tenses and twitches slightly as the tension in her builds and releases. Fur ripples up her in a wave, but disappears almost as quickly, leaving her in her own skin. Her nails morph and grow talons of ice that recede back into normal fingernails as the fur wave passes. She lets out a breath she didn't know she was holding and the breath causes the warmer outside air to turn to a cold fog. Her eyes slowly open and she stares at her hands as if she's seeing them for the first time.