01-06-2008, 02:50 PM
[html]The young coyote looked up as she walked, frowning. There wasn't a lot of sun in this place...it was creepy. Long, moss covered vines hung down from the trees in places, rubbing against her sides as she went. It really made her squirm, the feeling of the moss...she moved farther to the left on the trail she was going on, trying to keep out of the reach of the vines.
Lately she'd been trying really hard to learn how to shift, and she had managed to make it to a halfling form. It wasn't as good as the full were-coyote form...but it would do, for now. At least she had thumbs.[/html]
Lately she'd been trying really hard to learn how to shift, and she had managed to make it to a halfling form. It wasn't as good as the full were-coyote form...but it would do, for now. At least she had thumbs.[/html]