11-18-2010, 05:51 PM
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OOC:Did not mean to gum up the posts - when a pine tower-(changed-word, ha!) falls on a small part of your house, it does make a sound, and a mess. No worries, just a hiccup day. Word count: 630
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It was frustratingly difficult to focus on changing one's entire physical makeup. Ascher felt his mind attempting to distract itself even while he actively tried to visualize elongating his muzzle, or increasing the muscles on his body to allow himself the birthright of shifting. Distantly, the Stormbringer thought he heard bones snapping and changing on his brothers as they began to take their alternate forms. Oddly enough, Ascher had never noticed those sounds before, and he certainly did not feel it on himself as he brought to mind an image of his paws and legs growing larger. Nonetheless, the sensation of being out of his own body became a prominent one in the pup's mind.
The thought of having two legs actually bothered Ascher. He had been forced to learn - and quickly - how to walk in a four legged manner, which was fine and natural. It was amazing to run and play with all four of his limbs, and now he was trying to make his two lower limbs become very different from his upper appendages. It just did not seem fair to have to learn again how to walk around without his forepaws. Being taller was definitely going to be a new experience, but hopefully everything would be alright.
Keeping his eyes closed, Ascher flexed his tightening muscles as his body received a surge of adrenaline and he felt ... odd things going on in and around himself. A sense of vertigo never came over the youngster, which assuaged his feelings of being too tall for his own good. But he knew that he had at least started his shift - the sun from the open door felt very different on his face than it had before. Wherever he was in his transformation, Ascher felt a great anxiety coming over him as he realized that he would be very different after all this, and he was not certain that he was ready. He tried stepping from paw to paw in order to relieve some tension but - paw to paw? Why was he not on all fours still? Had he already finished growing up? The bewildered wolf opened his eyes and felt a small amount of that vertigo he had been wanting to avoid. The floor was not quite as far away as he feared, but as it seemed so sudden, Ascher's balance on his two legs seemed so tenuous and wobbly.
Looking around, Ascher took in his brother's changed forms with a sense of awe. "Wow, you guys look awesome. You should really see your reflections; it's something else, really." While before they had been strong and everything he knew a Stormbringer male would be, standing so resplendently as they were was another matter entirely. Saul seemed to be a white wolf with a cream cape draping his back, while Gideon held a shadowy cloak all around him. They looked every bit the part of the brothers Ascher had imagined in his head, which felt quite a bit different now that it was supported entirely vertically on shoulders, rather than angled forward. Ascher flexed his clawed hands - Hands! - and mused aloud, "It would have been easier to get off of that branch like this, I think."
All in all, the anxiety of shifting had subsided, and it felt natural, and right. While Ascher would still always think of himself like a four-legged wolf, this new form had a lot going for it - maybe the Stormbringer would start making things with his newly created hands and everyone would like him for that. The gurgle of a stomach further down than where the wolf remembered it derailed that train of thought for the time being. "Saul, you said that you wanted to go eat where, again?"
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OOC:Did not mean to gum up the posts - when a pine tower-(changed-word, ha!) falls on a small part of your house, it does make a sound, and a mess. No worries, just a hiccup day. Word count: 630
IC:
It was frustratingly difficult to focus on changing one's entire physical makeup. Ascher felt his mind attempting to distract itself even while he actively tried to visualize elongating his muzzle, or increasing the muscles on his body to allow himself the birthright of shifting. Distantly, the Stormbringer thought he heard bones snapping and changing on his brothers as they began to take their alternate forms. Oddly enough, Ascher had never noticed those sounds before, and he certainly did not feel it on himself as he brought to mind an image of his paws and legs growing larger. Nonetheless, the sensation of being out of his own body became a prominent one in the pup's mind.
The thought of having two legs actually bothered Ascher. He had been forced to learn - and quickly - how to walk in a four legged manner, which was fine and natural. It was amazing to run and play with all four of his limbs, and now he was trying to make his two lower limbs become very different from his upper appendages. It just did not seem fair to have to learn again how to walk around without his forepaws. Being taller was definitely going to be a new experience, but hopefully everything would be alright.
Keeping his eyes closed, Ascher flexed his tightening muscles as his body received a surge of adrenaline and he felt ... odd things going on in and around himself. A sense of vertigo never came over the youngster, which assuaged his feelings of being too tall for his own good. But he knew that he had at least started his shift - the sun from the open door felt very different on his face than it had before. Wherever he was in his transformation, Ascher felt a great anxiety coming over him as he realized that he would be very different after all this, and he was not certain that he was ready. He tried stepping from paw to paw in order to relieve some tension but - paw to paw? Why was he not on all fours still? Had he already finished growing up? The bewildered wolf opened his eyes and felt a small amount of that vertigo he had been wanting to avoid. The floor was not quite as far away as he feared, but as it seemed so sudden, Ascher's balance on his two legs seemed so tenuous and wobbly.
Looking around, Ascher took in his brother's changed forms with a sense of awe. "Wow, you guys look awesome. You should really see your reflections; it's something else, really." While before they had been strong and everything he knew a Stormbringer male would be, standing so resplendently as they were was another matter entirely. Saul seemed to be a white wolf with a cream cape draping his back, while Gideon held a shadowy cloak all around him. They looked every bit the part of the brothers Ascher had imagined in his head, which felt quite a bit different now that it was supported entirely vertically on shoulders, rather than angled forward. Ascher flexed his clawed hands - Hands! - and mused aloud, "It would have been easier to get off of that branch like this, I think."
All in all, the anxiety of shifting had subsided, and it felt natural, and right. While Ascher would still always think of himself like a four-legged wolf, this new form had a lot going for it - maybe the Stormbringer would start making things with his newly created hands and everyone would like him for that. The gurgle of a stomach further down than where the wolf remembered it derailed that train of thought for the time being. "Saul, you said that you wanted to go eat where, again?"
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