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Elena Micheals ([personal profile] defenderofmen) wrote in [community profile] cycleofspam 2016-07-29 03:24 pm (UTC)

Elena Michaels | Bitten

01 ARRIVAL

The wide range of new smells slammed against her senses and brought her quickly to her feet. She glared at the brown haired stranger and at anyone else around her. She didn't like the idea of suddenly being brought to a strange place, let alone caged. Her shoulders were tense and her thoughts drifted back to Stonehaven. It wasn't her concern, she shouldn't be worried; that's what she's going to keep telling herself.

She took the phone before turning and leaving the room. The stranger assured that things were okay but she was going to asses that herself.

02 FOREST

When Elena read the map she had been sceptical however the scent drifting through the halls washed away any doubt. She turned towards the door leading into the forest picking up the rich scents of the earth and wind trapped within the enclosed room. It was strange and definately something she'd check out though it wasn't the only thing to catch her attention.

There were strange, new, smells and she felt compelled to follow them.

She turned down the hall, ignoring any sign that it might be restricted. She wasn't very good at doing what she was told.

06 WILDCARD: Of the oh-fuck variety
[Warning: sorta gore-ish/nudity while she's shifting/possible dangers since she's freaking out.]

The forest, this place, the panic that rooted inside of her began to stir. She had been calm for the first few hours but learning that she's underground, that she's trapped here. It was hard to keep her emotions steady. She's had practice remaining calm and controlling her change but it wasn't enough.

She doubled over in the middle of the hall, screaming as pain jolted through her body. Her muscles and bones began to shift uncomfortably beneath her skin. Her fingers shortened and snapped while her palm began to elongate into a paw.

"Not now!" Elena cursed and then screamed again, falling to the floor as she fought with the half of herself that she wished she could make disappear.

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