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    DON'T YOU EVER TAME YOUR DEMONS __ Ren Targaryen
    Truth be told, Ren didn't quite know what had happened, or what he'd put with the strange silver liquid before he downed it, but it had resulted in him having a large change in appearance. Instead of being approached by scales or thick, black fur when he looked in the mirror, he was now presented with a pelt of lightly trimmed black. His chest was a dark grey colour, and his eyes were still the same steely blue. Despite the initial confusion the male had experienced, he'd began to like this body - however, he did indeed make a mental note not to fiddle with Maester Naerin's potions again, and certainly not to 'drink the nice-looking ones'. He was fully aware that they wouldn't all turn out as fortunate as this one had, but he'd only drank the silver liquid because it hadn't been marked with toxic and smelled rather nice. Attractive, even. It had lured him in - the poor child would probably never know that that was the reason it was in the 'restricted section', everyone who came across it wanted to devour it.

    Turning his gaze away from the mirror, Ren wagged his heavy tail, before stalking down the spiraled staircase. He felt more powerful in this body, despite his small stature and weak limbs. Ren began to wonder what the others would make of this change, and if they would even recognise that it was him.


    Hell hath no fury

    like a woman scorned



    Khaalida Loralai Targaryen || female || 8 moons || Noble of Westeros



    //is Ren a Dog?


    "Ren? Ren dear Amranthe wanted me to fetch you for lunch." His sister called, padding through the castle before finally spotting her younger brother, but in a far, far different body. She gave a sigh, padding up beside him in her fox form gaze looking at his mirror self. "You went snooping in the potions room didn't you?" She asked, though her tone wasn't angry. She seemed quite amused by this turn of events really.


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    DON'T YOU EVER TAME YOUR DEMONS __ Ren Targaryen
    Ren turned to Khaalida, who was collecting him for lunch. He didn't think that he'd been that late, but apparently he wasn't all too punctual today. That did happen when you were turned into a wolf, after all. One did get distracted by these things. He awkwardly grinned, nodding at her statement - at least someone knew the reason now. It wasn't just some freak accident that no one could pinpoint. "I... think... it's cool..." he murmured slowly, puffing out his grey chest in a rather proud manner.


    //he's an alexander archipelago wolf


    "Oh my," the Stark began, stopping in his tracks. He had been on a stroll, mulling over some of the recent events in his mind - the war, for instance - when he had heard Khaalida and her brother. One look at Ren and he his eyebrows raised. "Despite being around other body changes, they still surprise me," he added, a grin spreading across his face. He gazed at the male, taking in the differences. "Congratulations, Ren! Not many get bodies they actually like."


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    GOOD WOMBS HAVE BORNE BAD SONS･ﾟ✧

    Passing by in the halls, Lucerys paused when he noticed the small gathering around Ren. But perhaps "gathering" wasn't a very accurate word to describe what he saw - two hardly made a "group", much less a "gathering". "What brought this on?" He had certainly never heard of potions bringing on something as overt as shapeshifting but then again Lucerys didn't go around drinking random potions.


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    DON'T YOU EVER TAME YOUR DEMONS __ Ren Targaryen
    Ren once again averted his gaze, orbs settling on Lykos. He smiled bashfully at the congratulation, looking towards the floor. He was certainly pleased that he'd ended up as this wolf, instead of some horrible creature - like a... a worm, or something. He was about to ask Lykos about what it was like to be a wolf when his half-brother paused and shot him a look that screamed 'what in the seven hells'. Ren awkwardly bit the inside of his mouth with his large canines, before answering the elder's question. "I... drank... one of... Naerin's... potions," he paused between each word, judging the time himself - he didn't want to stammer whilst talking to Lucerys. Of all his siblings, Lucerys was the one that Ren feared the most.

    GOOD WOMBS HAVE BORNE BAD SONS･ﾟ✧

    "Did you?" Lucerys blinked, unfazed. "You're fortunate that this was all the potion did," the Lord of Dragonstone remarked. "You ought to be more careful." Did Alfeynnah care for this half-sibling? He could not recall the answer but it would have some bearing on his own perspective on Ren.


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