[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=#663399]Annika Falling Star[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://media.tenor.com/Kx-xA7JQqTEAAAAC/why-are-you-all-looking-at-me-devery-jacobs.gif[/img][hr][b][color=#663399]Location:[/color][/b]  Limbo
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[b][color=#663399]Spells:[/color][/b] Shapechange;
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	Annika scented the air, but the smell of blood and iron was too strong for her to get a read on anything else. She took a couple of steps back, bending her legs so she was hunched. Her mind started to feel fuzzy, the beginning signs of nearing her limit. She would lose that part of her if she didn’t return to human. Annika hadn’t thought she had been transformed long, but perhaps time in this world worked differently.

	Whining, Annika retreated a few steps and attempted to change back to her two-legged form. Her mind circulated old memories of hunting and gathering with her grandmother. She felt an intense heat, and a shiver of effort shook her body. No longer was there a werewolf amongst the four humans but another woman who looked slightly dishevelled but no worse for the wear.

	[color=#663399]”Kwehkwe, you are new to us,”[/color] Annika greeted the newcomer. [color=#663399]”Thank you for healing me.”[/color] Human once more, Annika could comprehend what was being discussed easily and contribute to the conversation. In the distance was the castle at hand. Annika nodded and fell into easy steps with the group.

	As they walked, Annika examined her hands. She could still feel the remnants of claws and sinew between her teeth. Instinctively, she touched her teeth, but nothing remained there. In fact, there was no evidence on her that she had ever been in battle.