I morph halfway through the forest and catch my breath, dropping and wrapping my arms around my chest. I try to remember what happened, but can't, left to look around.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
A wolf approaches me and I tense, remembering the last time I encountered one. It nudges my arm with it's snout and I see peace in its eyes, relaxing. I hesitate before petting it, taking a deep breath.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
Another wolf comes near, male, and I snarl before growling at him to not come closer to us. He challenges me and I stay put, back up more against Eli. The hair on the back of my neck stands up and I bare my teeth, almost about to howl.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Eli scales over and Stands infront of me. The wolf howls and calls me off. I growl and it turns into a whimper, my ears going back into a giving up stance.
What ever happened to being dangerous, Clem? Why can't you just be that sometimes?
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Clem's voice rings in my head and I bring my hands to my ears just as I morph. I barely remember what happened, but find the wolf at my legs. Dropping, I pet it and calm down.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
“Rise like Lions after slumber
In unvanquishable number.
Shake your chains to earth like dew
Which in sleep had fallen on you—
Ye are many—they are few.” — Mary Shelly