Thunder on my teeth // Open, half-feral

[Ares]

IT'S NOT TOO LATE
IT'S NEVER TOO LATE!

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The sudden appearance made her recoil, gasping. She was silent, eyes wide. Then, with little warning, she tore into her own forearm, raking claws across her feathers, spilling blood onto the snow. "It's the only way i stay in control. I'll hurt you if i can't control myself..."

She took a few steps back, a deep snarl resonating in her, and she raked her claws along her neck. "I have to... for your sake..." her voice cracked as she spoke, an unfathomable sadness in her eyes.

BAND OF ARRICK — LION/SHAPESHIFTER — BIO — ATTACK IN #B2CDFC

#psy.