The Portal
03-30-2018, 03:15 PM
They wrap around you, the shadows; welcoming you back with little bites, reprimands for having left, love-bites because you've returned. They care little for what you've done in the time since you left, care less for your motives or desires. The shadows sift through your fur like sand and wind, slip through your skin, rush through your veins, and then, with a sigh, they're gone.
the Rift
[ ACCEPTANCE NOTES: RAGNAROK ]
Magic:
Transformation: Can turn invisible.
Mutations:
Exhalations are purple, turning blacker with extreme emotion.
