Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-38113021-20190323232505/@comment-39191802-20190630021820

The pile of leaves fit so snugly around her, it felt like a part of her. She wished only to be left there, untouched and unoticed forever.

Kafa's eyes decided to flutter open. The light stung them, but still the peace and serenity of the swaying forest beckoned her to wake. She wobbled to her feet, subconsiously wondering if she still knew how to walk. The sky was much grayer now, and soft yet thick clouds filled the air.

A sudden stinging pain was felt in the root of her tail, and she quickly got it off of her back.

'How peculiar.'  She thought.  Did I not wrap it around my side?

A strong breeze blew into her fur to note of the upcoming rain. She peered down the woodland path, remembering the location of her house. With a long stretch, she strided off into the countryside. She saw the forest beginning to clear, and the line of conifers standing tall to mark the end of the woods. From this point on, the landscape was all agriculture, and rather than trees, cornfeilds lined her horizons.

With her family den just in sight, she widened her strides and picked up speed. Her powerful back legs propelled her on. She was certain that the wind was pushing against her now.

How smoothly did Kafa ride, pushing herself further.

How free she felt, running far away from any shame or problems.

She it once again, the strange feeling the heartstone had given her. Digging her claws into the soft earth to slow her down, she sat near the front porchstep.

She caught her breath, following the small and almost warm fantasm down her spine.

Looking down, she noticed that the base of her tail was indeed split off into many sections.

She watched as the heartstone magic worked from within.

The strips expanded.

She smirked.

Nine glorious tails.