[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 470px; height: 190px; background: url(http://31.media.tumblr.com/bf4…f0zewsrg1qfpe3mo2_500.gif); background-position: center;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#000000; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; a: hover; font-family: felix titling; font-style: bold; font-size: 20px; color: navy; letter-spacing: 20px; text-shadow: 2px 1px 2px #000000; width: 470px; height; 10px]BITTERBLUE[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#090909; width: 470px; height; 10px; borderwidth=0px;]HawkClan Warrior - Domestic Cat [/fancypost]
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It started and began where most things had for Bitterblue; on the beach. The fae had sprawled out in the sand along the coast, the scars lacing her stomach exposed to the outside world. It was her version of a perfect day. Ironic, considering what was about to happen to her. Puffy grey clouds had gathered over the sun, blocking out the harsh rays that usually descended from the firey orb. An obvious breeze could be felt weaving itself among the chilled air and it cut through her snowy hairs like a knife on butter. On occasion, an ambitious wave rushed up the shore and spewed salt water on her limp paws, intertwining its tangy scent with her own. All was well. A yawn tugged on Bitterblue's maw, sleep trying to tempt her into its realm of chaos, but no, falling asleep so close to the surf would be idiotic. So, gathering her legs beneath her, the warrior moved to get up. This is when everything changed, and quite literally too. Neasea suddenly coursed through her body like the savage animal it was, destroying any strength that she had once had at that moment and replacing her entire being with weakness. Knees hit the sand as her legs buckled, bile rushing up her throat as her chest tightened with an unwelcome sickness. Bitterblue keeled over, her pink muzzle brushing the pale soil beneath her as her stomach emptied itself. It was just like before, but ten times worse. The warrior had only shifted into one other animal prior to this day, but it appeared that today she was gaining another form. Bones felt like they were on the verge of snapping as her body turned into something new, her tiny form breaking itself in order to accommodate the much larger figure that was taking its place. She shrieked despite herself. The pain was nothing like anything Bitter had ever experienced before. Not even that eagles talons tearing her stomach had felt this cruel. As she layed collapsed in the sand, spasms running through her body, things took another turn for the worse. A large wave introduced its sudden presence with a horrendous crash as it threw itself against the beach before racing up the sand to devour the weak warrior. It sucked hungrily at her pelt before swallowing the she-cat whole and dragging her flailing body back into the ocean with it. Her mouth opened to release a cry, but the water had all ready consumed her. The salty liquid bombarded her eyes and filled her lungs with its foul self as she was tossed in the ocean like a leaf in the wind. Bitterblue was panicking; there was no doubt of that now. Her paws jabbed at the water as if it were a foe on the battlefield, but any attempt to gain purchase on anything solid was futile. She was at natures mercy and it seemed contempt with torturing her. Black pin pricks dotted her vision before quickly expanding into dark orbs. All of the oxygen that had filled her lungs was long gone by now and in its place was water and it constantly filling her silently screaming mouth. Her innards felt like fire. If she could have wept at the time, she would have. Death seemed to be calling to her from somewhere as dark as her vision, but today was not the day when heaven claimed her. No, she was going to live. Just much differently. As the world rose and fell around her - the water clouding her eyes no more than a shade intruding upon her vision at this point - something bizarre happened. Another being entered Bitterblue's mind. The intruder's will instantly suffocated her own and took possession of her limbs. It suddenly felt crowded in her head, but that sensation too soon ended as her conscious was thrown the the back of her own mind. She could still see and feel, but her body's movements were no longer hers to control. On any normal day, the fae would have been terrified of the sudden possession, but considering the circumstances, she spoke the word that she had been trying to scream before the ocean took her. Help. It was odd. Her spoken words were only a thought in the other's head, behaving like a telepathic link that only connected the two. She could feel the other soul now though, its life force vibrating against her own. It was almost like if she tried hard enough, she would be able to touch the other. The * do you think I'm doing?! I don't wanna die so soon! That'd be like getting blue-shelled! The response came in the form of a male voice. It was obvious that the Mario reference had gone far over her head, but he continued speaking anyways. What in God's name it happening to our body? You didn't break it, did you? The unnamed boy asked, irritation lacing his tone. If she hadn't been drowning, Bitterblue would have snapped at him, but her spirit was fading into the back of her- no, their - mind. She entered an unconscious state then, but before she slipped away, one comment from the teenager forced its way into her head. You're not a girl, are you?
Minutes. That's all the time that had been required for Bitterblue to transform, become sucked up by the ocean, and possessed by an unknown spirit. However, now on the beach lied the unconscious form of a grey wolf. Though it was Bitterblue, the only clue that she was one of the canine's inhabitants was the pale glow of her own purple aura, but even that was almost completely consumed by the orange brilliance of his. Nonetheless, both beings were currently knocked out within the half drowned body. Though her world would be rocked once Bitterblue awoke, the world kept turning without her and the body waited patiently on the beach for discovery.[/size][/fancypost]
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