08-02-2020, 07:51 PM
LIKE THE MOON SAYS TO THE DARK — ( blame andy 100% for this )
It really did seem as though his shapeshifting was a fickle mistress. Although Michael had begun to get a grip on shifting between his bobcat and snake forms, he couldn't exactly shift into anything else. Before, he had figured that wasn't any sort of issue – after all, he was perfectly comfortable in his birth body, and had little desire to leave it behind. Then, he had looked at monstrous beasts such as Luci walking around, and had found himself a bit jealous. Without impressive fighting skills, the reaver had nowhere near as much fire power as the dragon, or any other of the much larger members of the group. It left him feeling envious, and that feeling had only spiraled out of control when Goldie had begun to show in her pregnancy. Although he wasn't actually looking forward to the sensation of being pregnant, he couldn't exactly have any pups with Trevor unless he got a handle over his shapeshifting powers. That, combined with his want for a bigger and scarier form – one that Roxie possibly wouldn't tease him for being so tiny in – had caused Michael to want to try and practice his shapeshifting.
Not wanting to go through the embarrassing ordeal of asking someone to help him practice, Michael had simply decided to head for the beach, barren of any of his jewelry or other accessories. Once he was under the warm summer sun, the bobcat sat down, closing his eyes and focusing on shifting into the one other form he knew he had – his snake form. After a moment, he succeeded in shifting, becoming the colorful reptile and hissing with satisfaction as the warm sun bathed down upon his scales. He spent a couple of minutes just slithering around in circles, making sure that everything was in the right place. When he grew bored of that, he decided to get a bit more... ambitious. He figured he shouldn't go straight to some big and terrifying form for his first new attempt, since he doubted he'd be able to shift into such a body so soon. Instead he decided to try shifting into a female coyote – he knew he'd need the body eventually, so why not try now? With a wicked grin on his scaled face, Michael curled his long body up and closed his eyes, trying to focus as hard as possible on the form he had in mind. Nothing special, just a sandy colored coyote with his usual blue eyes, and the added bonus of being able to have pups. Simple, right? Well, apparently his shapeshifting power didn't agree.
Instead of turning into a long legged feline, Michael found himself shrinking down into a form even smaller than his snake body. He grew legs, but they were tiny and chubby, and his reptilian face turned into something much more fluffy, and round. It wasn't long before there, sitting in the sand, was a little hamster where Michael's snake body had once been. He had a small pair of grasping front paws, and his face was covered in brown and white fur, the fur along his belly a deep black color. His eyes were a deep and beady brown, and his rather cute face was curled into a surprisingly heavy scowl. Spinning around in a circle atop the sand, the bobcat turned hamster known as Michael let out a loud groan before falling back on his haunches. Tilting his head back, he yelled as loudly as his small lungs could handle, "Son of a bitch! Why does this shapeshifting shit have to be so goddamn complicated?!" Despite the rather squeaky new sound to his voice, the tone was still distinctly Michael's, making it easier to identify the tiny rodent. — WE WILL NEVER BE APART
It really did seem as though his shapeshifting was a fickle mistress. Although Michael had begun to get a grip on shifting between his bobcat and snake forms, he couldn't exactly shift into anything else. Before, he had figured that wasn't any sort of issue – after all, he was perfectly comfortable in his birth body, and had little desire to leave it behind. Then, he had looked at monstrous beasts such as Luci walking around, and had found himself a bit jealous. Without impressive fighting skills, the reaver had nowhere near as much fire power as the dragon, or any other of the much larger members of the group. It left him feeling envious, and that feeling had only spiraled out of control when Goldie had begun to show in her pregnancy. Although he wasn't actually looking forward to the sensation of being pregnant, he couldn't exactly have any pups with Trevor unless he got a handle over his shapeshifting powers. That, combined with his want for a bigger and scarier form – one that Roxie possibly wouldn't tease him for being so tiny in – had caused Michael to want to try and practice his shapeshifting.
Not wanting to go through the embarrassing ordeal of asking someone to help him practice, Michael had simply decided to head for the beach, barren of any of his jewelry or other accessories. Once he was under the warm summer sun, the bobcat sat down, closing his eyes and focusing on shifting into the one other form he knew he had – his snake form. After a moment, he succeeded in shifting, becoming the colorful reptile and hissing with satisfaction as the warm sun bathed down upon his scales. He spent a couple of minutes just slithering around in circles, making sure that everything was in the right place. When he grew bored of that, he decided to get a bit more... ambitious. He figured he shouldn't go straight to some big and terrifying form for his first new attempt, since he doubted he'd be able to shift into such a body so soon. Instead he decided to try shifting into a female coyote – he knew he'd need the body eventually, so why not try now? With a wicked grin on his scaled face, Michael curled his long body up and closed his eyes, trying to focus as hard as possible on the form he had in mind. Nothing special, just a sandy colored coyote with his usual blue eyes, and the added bonus of being able to have pups. Simple, right? Well, apparently his shapeshifting power didn't agree.
Instead of turning into a long legged feline, Michael found himself shrinking down into a form even smaller than his snake body. He grew legs, but they were tiny and chubby, and his reptilian face turned into something much more fluffy, and round. It wasn't long before there, sitting in the sand, was a little hamster where Michael's snake body had once been. He had a small pair of grasping front paws, and his face was covered in brown and white fur, the fur along his belly a deep black color. His eyes were a deep and beady brown, and his rather cute face was curled into a surprisingly heavy scowl. Spinning around in a circle atop the sand, the bobcat turned hamster known as Michael let out a loud groan before falling back on his haunches. Tilting his head back, he yelled as loudly as his small lungs could handle, "Son of a bitch! Why does this shapeshifting shit have to be so goddamn complicated?!" Despite the rather squeaky new sound to his voice, the tone was still distinctly Michael's, making it easier to identify the tiny rodent. — WE WILL NEVER BE APART
— Reggan
