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Her leg had been healing along nicely. Then she got impatient. Terra shifted into optime form, screaming as the bones decided that they weren't ready for it. She had been able to finish shifting this time at least, leaving the bones broken for at least another month before it would finally be good. It was irritating, but at least Terra could do more stuff now. Having hands again was wonderful, able to make carved puzzles and plan out new traps and cause all kinds of mischief she hadn't been able to before.
Deciding to go and see how her traps were Terra had worked her way over to the stables. She knew exactly how useful a horse was now that her leg was broken. She'd ridden one once before while in heat, and it had been a miracle that the horse had made it back. After her hunting accident they had grown even more skittish about the feral creature. Standing on two legs it was harder for them to put the pieces together though, allowing her to trick one into carrying her, leading over to the city to see how her traps were.
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OOC April 10
Her leg had been healing along nicely. Then she got impatient. Terra shifted into optime form, screaming as the bones decided that they weren't ready for it. She had been able to finish shifting this time at least, leaving the bones broken for at least another month before it would finally be good. It was irritating, but at least Terra could do more stuff now. Having hands again was wonderful, able to make carved puzzles and plan out new traps and cause all kinds of mischief she hadn't been able to before.
Deciding to go and see how her traps were Terra had worked her way over to the stables. She knew exactly how useful a horse was now that her leg was broken. She'd ridden one once before while in heat, and it had been a miracle that the horse had made it back. After her hunting accident they had grown even more skittish about the feral creature. Standing on two legs it was harder for them to put the pieces together though, allowing her to trick one into carrying her, leading over to the city to see how her traps were.
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