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Winterpaw wasn't one for socializing 24/7, and something she liked to do that kept her busy but also alone was go on walks. She'd walk, explore, climb trees, hunt, anything she wanted. Now, the feline didn't hate people, but being around them too much really tired her out and made the young demigirl quite annoyed with everything. And so, that was what the ColouredClanner was doing now, out and about on her daily walk. A bird was singing nearby on a tree branch, and a warm spring breeze rustled her fur and the leaves above. A squirrel scampered by, uninterested in the tiny tortie as he darted up his tree. Winter watched it for a moment before continuing.
Suddenly, a huge pain wracked the feline's body. Winter jerked and fell to the ground, eyes wide. This was kind of what she had felt when she first shapeshifted into her dog body- was she doing that now? Usually the tortie could control it, and if she could, what was going on here? Winter let out a small gasp as she felt her body grow and elongate, felt muscles suddenly ripple in her shoulders and legs, and overall felt her small feline body transform into something new. The pain abruptly disappeared, and she shakily got to her paws, feeling much, much taller and more powerful than before. She quickly found a pool of water and glanced into it, seeing the shiny face of a black panther staring back at her. She still had her icy eyes, but they had more green now, and her formerly splotched pelt was now a glossy black. She was at least two heads taller than her old self, and that definitely came as a welcome surprise. But after a quick check over herself, Winter found she was no longer a female, but instead was a male. A male black panther.
So, did this mark the third body she had? Yep, third. Two males and a female body. Winterpaw had never really been truly happy with her gender, usually just going with whatever gender the body she was in had. She had changed so many times- born a female only to become a male several times, but still with a female body, had kind of messed her up. So now, in this form, she would be a male once again. At least until she figured out how to change back, but that would most certainly take awhile. Swishing her long black tail, Winterpaw bunched her- his- legs and leaped up into a tree, landing on a branch he would have never reached in his old feline body. He laid down, a soft smile on his face for once as he did so, feeling a little more at peace now with who they were.
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basic
winterpaw - female - she/they pronouns - 9 moons - smaller than average domestic feline - black tortoishell pelt, ice blue eyes - colouredclan - paratrooper x npc - single - asexual aromantic - warrior - holds no titles
powers and interaction
attack in bold red - shapeshifting/multiple possessions - has a male dog body - medium physically - easy mentally - no killing/maiming unless pre-planned - pm for capture/plotting - somewhat experienced in battle - unafraid to fight and kill
other
formerly of the tomg and the exiles - hates anyone mentioning her small size- indifferent, bored, angry, and aggressive - slightly depressed - carries a knife on a belt around her chest - ages the 21st of every month real time - theme song is monster by imagine dragons - working on bio

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