She hadn't been outside of Dahlia very much in the last few months, and everything looked fresh and new to her eyes. Wretch's gaze had slowly been changing color over the last few months, settling into a mixture between blue and green, depending on the light. She had also grown physically, legs lengthening and torso extending slightly as well. The girl had yet to shift and had no interest in learning about it at this time; she was happy just how she was.
A sudden roar caught her attention and her eyes widened at the sight of a dark figure leaping from the brush to ambush the deer she had been about to speak to. "No!" She called. "No, please! leave it alone! It's still a baby!" She began to make chase, her previously broken leg aching as she urged herself into a run. She had to catch up to them!
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