Stuffy sat in a tall tree, she hugged herself with her wing and glanced around at a quite curious surrounding. She gracefully climbed upwards. To the creatures below, they would simply see two miscolored eyes staring through the dark shadows of the twisty branches. [MENTION=10797]MisterAsmodeus[/MENTION]
Asmodeus was strolling through the woods. Though it probably didn't matter, he maintained the appearance of a savannah cat, in case some prying eyes were close enough to witness his change. Speaking of prying eyes, he thought as a set of strange eyes caught his attention. Here's hoping this one isn't a predator.
Stuffy saw the cat, which she had never seen before. She attempted to grace fully descend the tree but ended up awkwardly flapping her wing and crashing through the branches to the forest floor with much noise following her. *In the pose of my avatar*
Asmo backed up in order to avoid the falling Franken-canine. "Damn, are you alright?" No way this one's a predator. I can stay a kitty.
"Eheheh. Yeah..." She trailed off, embarrassed. Then spoke up. "Who are you and what I'd your business?" She growled, as if nothing had just happened.
She picked up one of her front paws and stomped it down. As she did so, colorful and large shards of crystal cracked in the ground like a broken mirror. She laughed as if she played a prank that doesn't fail.
Though he didn't make it abundantly clear, the display had made him somewhat nervous again. "That's pretty neat. But check this out." With a sudden flash of light, equivalent to that given off by the sun, he changed into an exact replica of the composite wolf.
Stuffy raised an eyebrow, and looked skeptical. "I still look better." She then thought that he may pose as a threat. She then bared razor-like teeth.
He began to slowly pace back and forth as he spoke. "I'm not looking for trouble..." His voice sounded like a combination of the cat form and the strange wolf. "...so I recommend not starting any. If you want, I can just be on my way."
"Well you see, that's a bit- man changing voices is hard." After he cleared his throat, his voice gradually changed to better fit his current form. "That's complicated, because I'm basically just shapeless, genderless... stuff that can be like other stuff. But don't call me an it, I prefer he. I don't really have a 'true form' as far as I know."
"W-Well..." Her voice seemed to glitch for a moment. "What are you..?" Perhaps he was broken poetry, but his words didnt make sense to her at first, strange things are possible.
He began poking at a piece of his new foreleg that seemed to be ready to fall off. "I'm not sure, she-wolf. I'm just constantly existing, to my knowledge. Maybe I'm the horrifying embodiment of all lust and envy! But that doesn't sound like me. Maybe I just am. Drifting through time until it stops, or something kills me."
"My innards are just fine!" She held her stomach and backed away, as if protecting children. Her face looked as if she were offended.
"Whoa hey, look, I'm sorry. I'm just not used to this. And I… kinda can't change yet, and if a body dies on me I'm pretty sure I go too, and this one feels unstable so I'm nervous." He gave genuinely apologetic look.
