SING SONG SONG! ( open, new power )

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px; height: auto;][justify][font=arial][size=8]The black feline sat in the middle of camp, her ears swiveling around to see if anyone was nearby. She squinted at the bright sun above her. She looked down at her dark paws. The feline left camp silently, heading to the river. Humming quietly to herself, she felt a large shift, and a sharp pain in her chest. She had never experienced it before. It finished, and she noticed how much taller she was. Liz didn't notice what she was until the femme approached the river. She was a.. Dog? A golden retriever? Her tongue flopped out in a pant, and she giggled. "Guys look!" Elizabeth ran back to camp.

    Well this was... new. And she wasn't sure if she liked it either. Honestly she didn't like anything bigger then her, which happened to be everything, so this, she didn't like either nor would she probably ever. But of course she didn't have any control over it, so there was also that slight problem. And because of the circumstances, the fem would slowly back away from the fem, as she wasn't really in the mood to be squished even if it were unlikely.

    [align=left][font=verdana][size=8]"Power discovery? Neat." Evergreen said as he walked over, offering a friendly smile to those who were there. Looked like Elizabeth could shapeshift, which was always a handy skill- especially when fighting.




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    "Just don't get pregnant." Brooklyn assumed no one would understand that. Back when the female was an apprentice, it seemed everyone was turning into a dog.. Then getting pregnant. Brook had been a Tibetan mastiff and gotten raped, Tino a collie or something -- raped by the same person ironically -- Harley was like. Golden retriever or something, and Brooklyn didn't even know how she had gotten preggers, and Marco had turned into a German shepherd -- he hadn't gotten pregnant, luckily. But whatever. The Griffin trotted over and examined the dog, shuffling her wings curiously.
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    LADY AMALTHEA
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    Regardless of prior experiences, the alabaster animal found the form to be very flattering for Elizabeth. The golden locks and gentle features certainly fit the female's personality well.



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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify][size=8]Kitsune bounded over and smiled with his tongue being bitten upon. Vulcan had no idea what to say, mostly because he was tired as hell.[hr][hr][align=center]