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The younger female sat down with her bottom against a sandbar in the middle, a part of the lakebed that was raised slightly higher than the rest. She tried to think about what she did when she wanted to shift, the things she concentrated upon. "I usually think about what I'd look like in my fully shifted form. Or halfling form. Sometimes the halfling form can be even more useful...you can still pick things up and you have thumbs, but you can fit in smaller places easier."
She wasn't really one for the biggest form--it made her feel bulky. "And then I think about how this change would happen--I concentrate on each part of my body that I want to change...and then a few minutes later it's done"
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