redescribe your fires - o, form change

[redvox.]

REDVOX "VINNY" ABRAMO - cis male - goat-bat hybrid - harbinger

To think that important things could change or fade when you shifted forms... it was frightening. Vox supposed it wasn't entirely surprising, since it was possible that the shifting of your body or musculature, including the most important muscle of your brain, could shift things around a hell of a lot. Different parts of your brain could he enlarged or shrunk down, and it could lead to behavioral changes or, as Aslisk was currently experiencing, the alteration of memories. Of course, currently, Vox was more concerned about the physical form change of the creature that had once been his regent. No longer was she a light wyvern that he could pick up and haul around, but thankfully she also wasn't covered in burns, which meant that hopefully he wouldn't have to anytime soon. Vin let his eyes wander curiously over her form, wondering what exactly she was. She looked like some sort of dinosaur, or at least similar to the sketches that he had seen of what dinosaurs looked like in the past, but he wasn't sure what kind. His memory was spotty when it came to old creatures like that, so he elected to just go with big fucking dinosaur and leave it at that. Of course – somewhat unsurprisingly – Aslisk didn't seem to agree with him on the size part. The hybrid found himself blinking when she said she wasn't massive, and he frowned before questioning softly, confronted by yet another of Aslisk's nonsense words that meant nothing to his large ears, "The Sinaphx...? What th'fuck is a Sindaphx?" The question was more a statement of bewilderment more than it was an actual question, and soon enough he was just shaking his head, a sigh leaving him as he let his gaze travel to Breenaa, who was questioning if Aslisk was alright.

The harbinger found himself wincing the tiniest bit as Aslisk made an attempt to head up the steps, mainly because of the way that the wood creaked and groaned beneath her weight. He took a deep breath to try and calm himself down, trying to point out to himself that the building had withstood the weight of tons of vines and other plants for many years now, but still unable to stop flinching when the dinosaur stepped down and the steps whined in protest. Trying to distract himself from his worry over the stability of the fortress, Vox mumbled softly after a long moment, "I can't imagine how disorienting it must be. I mean, it was disorientin' as all hell when I became what I am now, but somehow this seems even weirder. I can't even tell what ya are..." He watched as her clubbed tail moved from side to side behind her, and the male felt his ears pin down to his head in worry, a soft anxious noise leaving his throat. She wasn't on fire anymore, but that didn't mean she couldn't still make him worried about territory damage. Thankfully, Aslisk distracted him yet again with his words, and he provided helpfully after another deep breath, "Well... it's good ya don't feel like you're injured... plus you're not all burnt up anymore either." She began to start up the stairs again, and Vox desperately wanted to protest, but thankfully she rethought her actions, instead choosing to teleport upwards. Letting out a relieved breath, Vox made his way up quickly after her, sneaking his way around her to lead the regent towards his room. He knew he had a large mirror inside of it that would hopefully shed some light on what the hell she was.