I'M THE DEVIL'S DAUGHTER /Transformation/AND EVEN I MAKE HIM RUN

[SirDio]

YOU THINK THAT YOU'RE A MAN
I THINK, THEREFORE I AM.

Her feelings toward Rhine were... complicated. Rhinestonestar (Rhine-shine, Mezrith wanted to start calling her) was her legate, her leader, so obviously where was loyalty there. But after the recent assassination attempt, she felt scared, worried about what would happen next. She was protective, far more protective now. It was honestly weird. She ended up scouting the territory more often now, making sure no one was sneaking in. Seems that the day was fruitful, considering the Coalition bear that seemed hellbent on making his way into the territory.

[color=#ffc7c7]"Get out of here, I don't know what you want but I won't let you have it." She hissed, aware of the sudden influx of saliva in her mouth. Hunger clawed at her. "Why should I, are you scared I'll hurt that coward you call a leader?" The bear laughed, unaware of the nerve he struck. Rhinestonestar was a good many things, smart, strong, capable, leading, cute, but cowardly was not even on the list. The bear seemed unaware of the demon walking toward him, ink black saliva dripping from her mouth. A coward. A coward. [color=#ffc7c7]"The true coward is your bitch of a leader."

She leapt onto his face and dug her claws, which were becoming larger, sharper, scaled, into his eyes. Jumping back on therapod legs, she reared her face to level with his as her tail became stiffer and scaled, as did the rest of her body as fur became scales and she became a large dinosaur - an Irritator. Dull pink scales were mottled with light, jaws split in a hoarse roar, a slit across her midsection opening to a mouth of many, many teeth. Black saliva hung from her teethy mouth, barbed tongue lolling out as she opened pink eyes.

Hunger. Evergrowing hunger. The bear turned to flee, but her slavering jaws reached over and clamped down on his body, head severed clean from body and the body thrown down with a heavy thump. Midsection mouth opened, ready, waiting, black saliva dripping down. Heavily hooked claws gripped the body and moved it into said mouth, taking satisfaction in the warmth that spread. But it wasn't enough.

Hunger. Non-stop hunger. Ever present, ever growing. Hunger clawed at her. A low, thunderous rumble sounded within the beast and she turned her head, lower jaw splitting in another hoarse roar. Hunger.

— Reggan