NIGHTMARE | awakening + new body.

[wormwood.]

As the days had continued steadily onward, Worm had continued his usual pattern of stopping by Ren and Delilah's house to check in and see how the both of them were doing, as well as help take care of Flint, since he so desperately missed his own child these days. It seemed that, no matter how much Worm and Ren and everybody else hoped, Delilah's condition wasn't really changing at all. Sure, the cocoon was occasionally moving, stretching and twitching and shifting with Delilah's breathing, but other than that? Nothing was really happening, and Wormwood was beginning to grow discouraged. He would never just give up on her, of course, since he had grown to like her far too much and didn't want to lose another friend, but it was getting harder and harder to convince himself that eventually he would see Delilah out and about again. However, it seemed as though Wormwood was losing faith just a bit too quickly, since things had finally changed that day. The winged lion had done as he usually had, climbing up to the front door of the house and knocking on the door, moving inside and chatting with Ren for a bit, before he went to inspect Del's cocoon. This time, he realized with a start, he was beginning to see cracks in the rapidly hardening outside of the "bed" that Del had made for herself. Worm made a soft startled noise when he noticed the cracks, and had rushed back inside, eagerly telling Ren about the new change in her condition.

This change was what motivated Worm to stay at the house for about an hour longer than he usually did when coming to check up, just helping out with Flint and heading out for a hunting trip for a little while. Just before he was about to finally throw in the towel and go for the day, the angel's ears perked up at the sound of a soft and confused voice, sounding almost drowsy. He whipped around in excitement, rushing out to see... Delilah. Or at least, what he believed was Delilah. The reptilian creature had the same colors and features as Del, and it was speaking with Del's voice, but he still found himself kind of just... staring, dumbfounded. Last he had known, Delilah was just a blind feline with some pretty unique features, but now she seemed to be a sort of dragon, and Worm actually found himself to be pretty impressed. Instead of her only coming up to about his elbows, she now came up to around his shoulder, and he was sort of unused to most people being comparable in height to him. Slowly moving over, the guardsman rumbled as he set a reassuring wing on Delilah's shoulder, "Del? Delilah, wow, you're finally awake... I wasn't sure you were ever going to get out of that thing you wrapped yourself up in. You look... a lot different. How do you feel?" He wasn't sure he could truly explain what had happened to Delilah, since truthfully he had no idea how to describe what had happened.

[glow=black,2,300]THE FREEDOM OF FALLING[/glow]