There were something inherently wrong with the situation she was in, but she wasn't quite sure why she felt in such a manner. Her eyes lazily opened as she woke, revealing to her the foliage that had somehow clumped itself over her form. Stifling a yawn, she moved to bat the flora away from her body with an arm, the drowsiness encompassing her mind concealing the vines that moved instead. Her vision now cleared, eyes half-lidded trickled towards the sound of voices, beholding the sight of a congregation of creatures. Mixtures of fauna and man, beasts of fantasy, monsters. That was what they were. The jarring sight was not quite so jarring, having seen such creatures in her dreams before.
Amelia rose from her place on the ground, instinct moving her legs even as the vines of her new body carried her towards her destined location. As she nearly entered the clearing, a sudden tug from the area of her abdomen stopped her from moving any closer than 10 feet towards the group, a curious feeling to be sure. Looking downwards towards her chest, she was surprised to see white wool where there once was pink skin. Even curiouser was the new apparent curvature of her body, hiding her stomach from her downwards view, as well as vines where her arms should be. The human turned monster deigned the peculiarities no mind, believing it to be a change caused by the strange dream. Instead, she lay back onto the ground once more, suddenly aware of the feeling of a vine of sorts beneath her belly, and observed the congregation from the sidelines. She would learn of her situation within the dream soon enough- Oh, look. A butterfly with a human body. Cute.