Post by AST Tai on Mar 11, 2014 23:57:14 GMT -8
Spalt, squish, splat... Four little paws ran in a natural rhythm through the grimy sewer tunnels. The sound was soon joined by another set of feet, and then many more following. Slams had woken from the plague with a new body and new memories. For the first couple days she didn't leave the sight of her pa- family. They were worried for obvious reasons and all of them, Slams included had felt a deep sense of loss when the pack link had severed, and every time after when Tagalong would wear off. It was torture. As such she decided to get a run with Lady Ivory in, take to the sewers and get used to her new form.
It was almost as if two people had lived her life before now, the one who had been Slams, rescued by the rats, saved by her bone gnawer family. The other was one that felt the rage, the need to destroy, and to restrain the city walkers- the humans. The only odd thing was figuring out the form, the instinct was to be a crinos but her natural shape now reverted to that of a tiny rat. It would take getting used to Lady Ivory had assured her, as she was homid born herself she had an opposite issue but in the end it was all weird after waking from the birthing plague.
Slams couldn't wait to see the city through new eyes, without hiding in fear, or shame. There was more rats then there was humans, they just didn't know it yet. Soon she would have lay of the city in her claws. For now though there was a house with dinner waiting, that part was nice- it certainly took less to fill her these days. "It's Wednesday Lady Ivory, we should make our way back. Annie and the others will be waiting."
It was almost as if two people had lived her life before now, the one who had been Slams, rescued by the rats, saved by her bone gnawer family. The other was one that felt the rage, the need to destroy, and to restrain the city walkers- the humans. The only odd thing was figuring out the form, the instinct was to be a crinos but her natural shape now reverted to that of a tiny rat. It would take getting used to Lady Ivory had assured her, as she was homid born herself she had an opposite issue but in the end it was all weird after waking from the birthing plague.
Slams couldn't wait to see the city through new eyes, without hiding in fear, or shame. There was more rats then there was humans, they just didn't know it yet. Soon she would have lay of the city in her claws. For now though there was a house with dinner waiting, that part was nice- it certainly took less to fill her these days. "It's Wednesday Lady Ivory, we should make our way back. Annie and the others will be waiting."