THE RUNAWAYS
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Post by CORA WESLEY DELACROIX on Dec 5, 2019 23:36:20 GMT 1
Cora had had a blast on her birthday. If she was being honest with herself, she hadn’t expected much at all. She had mentioned during the summer that she hoped there’d be cake on her birthday and told her aunt when it was when she’d been asked. Still, she hadn’t expected a party of anything because she hadn’t thought it would be possible here. Imagine her surprise when she had gotten to spend the whole day with Dutch and Julius and there’d been both cake and presents! It wasn’t a party, but it was a family affair and it was the first time she’d been with her biological family on her birthday. The tiara Julius has given her had been so gorgeous and she’d worn it the whole time they were together. Her aunt had gotten her a bracelet she had made herself and Cora was thrilled. It was nice of her aunt to put that much effort into something just for her that wasn’t a weapon.
Since then though, she had started to feel itchy. And it hadn’t gone away with scratching. Cora had woken up that morning and demanded to talk to her aunt before she could go to classes because she needed help. Dutch hadn’t seemed convinced it wasn’t normal, but she had thoroughly inspected her wings anyway before suggesting it might be a hellhound thing and told her to try to roll around in fire in that form. It could simply be growing pains since she was closer to a teenager. While it sounded a little strange to her, her instincts also told her it might work. As soon as the idea had been presented to her, it had sounded right to a part of her.
Being a good little student, Cora had sat through her classes that day trying to focus on something else, but as soon as classes let out, she found someone working there and asked them to bring a fire extinguisher just to be safe, but only if she couldn’t put it out herself, and found a soggy piece of grass to test her aunt’s theory on. It took a few tries to get it to burn, ending up with her loosing her temper over not being able to do this herself before she finally managed.
Once the swatch of grass was burning, she shifted and tried to get the fire all over herself by rolling around on the ground. Since she wasn’t all that good with fire yet, rolling around in it put it out, but she was feeling a lot better. If she’d looked in a mirror right then, it would’ve been obvious why she’d been itching so much. Small spots of the fur on her back had fallen off in the fire and revealed the scaly form she was slowly growing into. Since her fur was basically her puppy form, it had never occurred to her that it would itch as it was replaced with scales.
Now that the fire was out again, Cora was still kind of rolling around in the soot because it smelled good.
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