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Saul seemed to be having the same problem as Gideon, although the tawny brother did not know this. His mind was racing away from him, it seemed to be skittering away from the task at hand. He thought about what he would do after he shifted, tracking down a basket and filling it with goodies from both the kitchen and the bushes and trees that surronded the manor in which they lived. He thought to Oyvind Island where they would swim to and the games they would play upon the small outcrop of land. He had seen the island a few weeks ago when he and Gideon had been confronted by a bear on the beach. He'd wanted to bring his brothers there for a day of fun and laughter, but they all needed to know how to shift first. It was part of their birthright, part of who they are. Gideon's words distracted his mind further as he reinforced Saul's comment about Nayru. A smile etched his lips at the change in tone of his younger brother. There was definately something there to dig around about.
Perhaps Gideon liked the young spotted female. Saul remembered little about what she actually looked like- the defining feature of her that day was the fact that she'd given him food. He'd been starving, like he usually always was, and she had given him two whole hares. He'd barely been able to finish them, but he managed to swallow down all of the rabbits. He'd lain the bones out in perfect order in front of him. When he'd returned from his morning run, he had buried the bones outside the Victorian Manor he'd exited that morning, consequently where he lived. But from this, he had deduced just how nice Nayru was. She hadn't gained anything from giving him food, and yet she'd done so anyway. And she'd given him a means of seeing her again- she lived in a greenhouse over that way... whichever way that way was.
Frustration bit him hard as Saul realised he'd let his mind run away from him again. He gathered up all his wayward thoughts and locked them into a cage in his mind. He wanted so desperately to shift that he became a little annoyed at himself. Instead, the young male began to talk himself through what would happen. He would have the shiverings that felt like he was shaking all the way out of his skin. His fur would grow, his legs following behind. His secui form would come first, larger and scarier than his lupus. He would pause in his secui form and gaze down at himself before closing his eyes and growing taller, back legs shortening for a moment to give the semblence of a foot before they lengthened. His front paws would grow also, gaining an elbow joint. His spine would lengthen and he would be forced to stand upright to keep from falling over. Small amounts of hair would form on his head and he would stretch to his full height and marvel at what he saw.
Excitement raced through the male as he felt the telltale shivers running up his spine. He didnt dare open his eyes now for he feared losing the shifting feeling. He didnt feel his fur growing longer or darker, but he felt the strangest sensation of growing larger, his shoulders and chest expanding and growing. He didn't feel most of this change because it was closer to his own lupus form. With an exicted catch in his breath, Saul popped an eye open. He was further off the floor than he had been, his secui form a little larger than his normal state. His fur had grown darker, the cream that dominated almost all of his lower body had stained a honey brown and the black in his coat had become slightly more dominant. He snapped his eyes closed again, feeling once more the tingle's and shivers run down his spine. This was it. No sooner had he thought about what he would look like in his optime form, his fur began to receed once more, lightening so that it much resembled his lupus fur. He felt his back legs getting shorter before they shot up. At the same time his front paws grew longer, gaining an elbow joint. His paws remained much the same, aside from the thumb that formed quickly on both pands. His claws receeded inside, although Saul could feel them just below the surface, ready to come out. His spine stretched and his shoulders became more defined on his back. Finally, he felt the gentle dustings of hair on his head before he opened his eyes.
The first thing he saw, having been looking down, was the stark whiteness of his underside. He had never really seen his belly properly and the sheer blanket of snow that covered his belly and chest made him chuckle. He wasn't massively high as he thought he would be. Right now, he was probably the same height as a teenaged human and he didnt know how much larger his optime form would get. Amazement formed in emerald green eyes as he lifted his right arm. It was white like his underside, but a few dustings of brown created a ring around each wrist. His face remained masked, the tawny black and grey specklings of his back just spilling over onto his forehead. The lighter brown stripe on his nose remained although perhaps just a little lighter. His ears were still cinnamon-backed although most of this was covered by a brunette mop of hair. It was unruly but a natural instinct told Saul to flick his head and the mop swept to the left, sitting naturally against his head. His back was decorated with the same browns, blacks and grey's that he had had before. A grin spread across his muzzle as he glanced down at his brothers. They weren't that far below him, their ears probably grazing him at the hips.
"Check me out boys! RAWR!"
He chuckled, flexing his arms above his head. He was still thin, there was no denying that you could see his ribs through the snowy white blanket. But muscles adorned his abdomen and arms, fledgling but developing. When he put more meat on him and grew up a little, he would be magnificent in his optime form. Stretching his back once more, Saul watched eagerly as he brothers attempted the same feat. Gideon shouldnt be so scared now- Saul was fine!
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ooc;; -cracks knuckles-
Saul seemed to be having the same problem as Gideon, although the tawny brother did not know this. His mind was racing away from him, it seemed to be skittering away from the task at hand. He thought about what he would do after he shifted, tracking down a basket and filling it with goodies from both the kitchen and the bushes and trees that surronded the manor in which they lived. He thought to Oyvind Island where they would swim to and the games they would play upon the small outcrop of land. He had seen the island a few weeks ago when he and Gideon had been confronted by a bear on the beach. He'd wanted to bring his brothers there for a day of fun and laughter, but they all needed to know how to shift first. It was part of their birthright, part of who they are. Gideon's words distracted his mind further as he reinforced Saul's comment about Nayru. A smile etched his lips at the change in tone of his younger brother. There was definately something there to dig around about.
Perhaps Gideon liked the young spotted female. Saul remembered little about what she actually looked like- the defining feature of her that day was the fact that she'd given him food. He'd been starving, like he usually always was, and she had given him two whole hares. He'd barely been able to finish them, but he managed to swallow down all of the rabbits. He'd lain the bones out in perfect order in front of him. When he'd returned from his morning run, he had buried the bones outside the Victorian Manor he'd exited that morning, consequently where he lived. But from this, he had deduced just how nice Nayru was. She hadn't gained anything from giving him food, and yet she'd done so anyway. And she'd given him a means of seeing her again- she lived in a greenhouse over that way... whichever way that way was.
Frustration bit him hard as Saul realised he'd let his mind run away from him again. He gathered up all his wayward thoughts and locked them into a cage in his mind. He wanted so desperately to shift that he became a little annoyed at himself. Instead, the young male began to talk himself through what would happen. He would have the shiverings that felt like he was shaking all the way out of his skin. His fur would grow, his legs following behind. His secui form would come first, larger and scarier than his lupus. He would pause in his secui form and gaze down at himself before closing his eyes and growing taller, back legs shortening for a moment to give the semblence of a foot before they lengthened. His front paws would grow also, gaining an elbow joint. His spine would lengthen and he would be forced to stand upright to keep from falling over. Small amounts of hair would form on his head and he would stretch to his full height and marvel at what he saw.
Excitement raced through the male as he felt the telltale shivers running up his spine. He didnt dare open his eyes now for he feared losing the shifting feeling. He didnt feel his fur growing longer or darker, but he felt the strangest sensation of growing larger, his shoulders and chest expanding and growing. He didn't feel most of this change because it was closer to his own lupus form. With an exicted catch in his breath, Saul popped an eye open. He was further off the floor than he had been, his secui form a little larger than his normal state. His fur had grown darker, the cream that dominated almost all of his lower body had stained a honey brown and the black in his coat had become slightly more dominant. He snapped his eyes closed again, feeling once more the tingle's and shivers run down his spine. This was it. No sooner had he thought about what he would look like in his optime form, his fur began to receed once more, lightening so that it much resembled his lupus fur. He felt his back legs getting shorter before they shot up. At the same time his front paws grew longer, gaining an elbow joint. His paws remained much the same, aside from the thumb that formed quickly on both pands. His claws receeded inside, although Saul could feel them just below the surface, ready to come out. His spine stretched and his shoulders became more defined on his back. Finally, he felt the gentle dustings of hair on his head before he opened his eyes.
The first thing he saw, having been looking down, was the stark whiteness of his underside. He had never really seen his belly properly and the sheer blanket of snow that covered his belly and chest made him chuckle. He wasn't massively high as he thought he would be. Right now, he was probably the same height as a teenaged human and he didnt know how much larger his optime form would get. Amazement formed in emerald green eyes as he lifted his right arm. It was white like his underside, but a few dustings of brown created a ring around each wrist. His face remained masked, the tawny black and grey specklings of his back just spilling over onto his forehead. The lighter brown stripe on his nose remained although perhaps just a little lighter. His ears were still cinnamon-backed although most of this was covered by a brunette mop of hair. It was unruly but a natural instinct told Saul to flick his head and the mop swept to the left, sitting naturally against his head. His back was decorated with the same browns, blacks and grey's that he had had before. A grin spread across his muzzle as he glanced down at his brothers. They weren't that far below him, their ears probably grazing him at the hips.
"Check me out boys! RAWR!"
He chuckled, flexing his arms above his head. He was still thin, there was no denying that you could see his ribs through the snowy white blanket. But muscles adorned his abdomen and arms, fledgling but developing. When he put more meat on him and grew up a little, he would be magnificent in his optime form. Stretching his back once more, Saul watched eagerly as he brothers attempted the same feat. Gideon shouldnt be so scared now- Saul was fine!
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