Also feel free to PP, I'm not picky at all.Spasms of aching pain coursed through Heiro’s little veins. The whites of his eyes showed as the irises rolled back in his head and his stiff body jerked about on the ground. The prince was vaguely aware that the shadow pup was nearby offering only snide remarks and laughing at Heiro’s expense. How could one simply “let go” when the pain was so extraordinary? But was the aching pull and tremendous heat really painful? Heiro tried to pull himself together, but it was as if he had no control over his body as he flopped about like a fish out of water. Was happenin’? He tried again, but the words came out all garbled and frothy. “STOP FIGHTING!” Ro snarled once more and immediately a change came over Hei. His deep blue sapphire eyes burned in their sockets, no longer rolling backward, and the uncontrollable twitching ceased.
Heiro lay panting, his skin still on fire and incredibly itchy, just inches away from the small puddles of puke, but his sensitive ears had picked up a sound not belonging to his horrible friend Ro. Sumin’s comin’, he rasped out in a whisper and that was all it took for Ro to disappear and once again leave his “friend” high and dry. The scent of a new creature entered his nares. Hei would’ve lingered on that thought longer, he’d never paid attention to his sense of smell, but soon enough, an accented voice was hailing him. Never truly afraid of strangers, Heiro held no apprehension, just the initial fear of what the hell was going on with his body. The hybrid was actually quite happy an adult had come along at last. His little curled tail began to wag pathetically behind him as he desperately listened and obeyed the stranger’s words.
Torn? he said in a little whimper, Hei had never been good when t’s were followed by h’s. Ay’m shiften? His voice was a little stronger now as he took great big breaths as he had been instructed. It was pure gullibility to believe Ro, but a whole different story when an adult told him things. Adults never told lies, or so he thought as he built such remarkable trust in them. The black and white child began to focus on his heartbeat, the one steady constant in his changing body. The rhythm slowed to a pace far less urgent now that an adult was with him and the prince was finally able to do what Ro had been screaming at him all along. He closed his now ice blue eyes and finally let go. A series of sickening cracks and pops rippled throughout his body as his legs, arms, snout, and torso extended. The thick scruff of his neck was replaced with a lustrous mane of jet black hair. Baby curls really, it seemed he hadn’t inherited the mohawked crown of his father, but rather a wavy version of his mother’s long locks.
Heiro kept his eyes shut tight, afraid if he opened them he’d get stuck. They remained closed until the grinding and cracking stopped. The full change took about fifteen to twenty minutes, but to Hei, it felt like eternity. Tentatively, his dark lids fluttered open and still laying on his side, he moved a paw...no a hand up to his eyes to examine. Lookit! He squealed, expanding his hand so the digits would move apart. Won, tu, tree, fore, fye! 5 where there was originally 4, he couldn’t believe it! His icy eyes searched Thorn’s face. Surely this man could explain where the 5th appendage had come from.
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