Clutching a broken crown of fire - O; 'Death' and transformation

[RHINESTONE.]

RHINESTONESTAR ❝ RHINE ❞ LEGATE
"TALKING" || "TELEPATHY"

Sorbet's death weighed heavily on Rhine's mind, just as it weighed heavily on the minds of everyone else. However, the legate knew, deep down, that Medusa would be the most heavily affected by his sudden loss of life. She had looked at him as if he were her own son, and Rhinestone knew how deeply he cared for his children. The thought of losing any of them... it was enough to drive a man – or woman – mad. Considering what Medusa had already been going through beforehand, with her nightmares and obvious mental distress, the serval had been trying his hardest to keep an eye on her. Unfortunately, things had a way of falling through the cracks when one was busy. And these days, Rhine was always busy, moving around his group and trying to hold everything together. They were thriving, but that meant that there was so much going on, all the time. Not only did the feline have to keep an eye on his primus, but he needed to keep an eye on everyone else, which meant that when Medusa began to fall apart... he hadn't been there.

The hybrid's scream echoing throughout the forest caused Rhinestone's head to snap up, black eyes widening in distress and worry. He was quick to rush towards her usual haunt, dark blue paws slipping on undergrowth and leaves as he ran towards where she was. By the time he arrived, however, there was someone completely different in her place. The sight of the new mutated form caused the legate to pause, but then he heard the words slipping from her mouth. It sounded like her voice, and her words... but she didn't sound as sure as usual. His worry only grew, and he moved closer slowly, voice gentle as he questioned, "Medusa...? That you...?" His head cocked to one side after that, his gaze dragging over the patches of white fur and newly colored scales. She certainly looked different, but... familiar, as well. At least she was still her usual vaguely reptile self. He sighed, sitting back on his haunches before he questioned further, "Did you... hit your head? You look different, but... you sound confused, too. You need me to get Vaas?" He wondered if she even knew who Vaas was, in this state. Did she know who he was?

tags + roleplayed by stilly + the palm glades