Svara pushed her body into the water and let it sink into her coat. It was cool against her flesh and the many scars that now criss crossed her body. The leather of her collar was heavy around her neck, a constant reminder of everything she had endured and would endure. Looking around her yellow eyes spotted no one, only the good one could really see while the other was only accustum to blurs. Saticfied no one was around she took a deep breath and shifted. Her form took on that of a tall slender girl. Her body was rittled with scars but it didn't take away the beauty of the form beneath them. Her red coat was a flame in a sea of water.
Splashing water onto her long red locks the water drench strands fell down her back almost to her the lowest dip of her back. In this form there was the burn the unsaticfied need to do something. Thinking about it made her lick her lips and her hand reach for the area between her legs, she stopped and dipped her hand to the water instead. If she did that here it would only make the need stronger, then she would have no choice but to seek saticfaction from the first willing soul. Her docked tail shook the water from it's tip while her hands slicked the droplets down her coat. As long as no one was around she could control it.