07-17-2018, 12:12 AM
Dimitri’s eyes shifted about his clan mates, the were blurring out to him and he felt his brain being pulled away. He felt the cold snow on the body and his ears flickered back at the sight of the lion. The eyes, beginning to change color, the Shapeshifting of Dimitri’s body making oblong shapes and bumps and other horrors- like he couldn’t decide what he was. His form moved, and Dimitri reached out to Aizawa, aiming to grab the lion’s paw and feel it paws coasted over huge claws and felt their prick. He felt the fur, the rough paw pads, and it was his confirmation that it was real.
He hoped it was.
The more Dimitri did this, his breath slowed and he sat staring, touching to keep himself grounded.
"speech"
He hoped it was.
The more Dimitri did this, his breath slowed and he sat staring, touching to keep himself grounded.
"speech"