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Sparrow · 05-24-2012, 04:48 PM

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The woman still seemed to be at a go for it, since the air she had about her remained confident. Again, Sparrow had to appreciate all that Myrika was going through for her, since she still considered shifting to be terrifying. But, she did not allow the constant fear to show upon her face anymore and instead a hopeful smile continued to show. The hybrid still wondered, but any chance, was there a possibility that it could hurt because she was made into this, but she nipped the thought at its bud. The redhead said that it wouldn’t, and she had to put faith in her, if anyone at all.

She remained silent, to show that she wished to listen to her. The female felt she needed all the advice Myrika had to give, and paid close attention to what she was saying. She pondered her words for a moment, thinking how fleeting the feeling was as she had tried to grip it, and focused her mind on the past—before her first shift, before her time with her father, the memories that were bittersweet. She reminisced about her younger times with her mother and sister, mainly before Winter’s injury that made Vesper leave the den more often, when everything was what it was and there was no such thing as a virus.

Thinking about that helped her, or perhaps made her body yearn more to return to the original form. She watched Myrika as she slowly began to change, and had to reach up too, to feel her own mane. She could have sworn she felt it recede, but did not keep her touch there long, since she wanted her attention to remain on the changing woman and the memories she held.

Code by the Mentors; photo courtesy to Morgana

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