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Murders In Braidwell (Sparrow and I)

As Martin started to pet her, a high-pitched meow would escape her maw in protest. It's not that she didn't like being pet as a cat. It was just odd because Martin knew she was a shapeshifter, and although she knew he only did so to avoid being caught, it was still a bit awkward. When he stopped, Abelina would sit up and groom her paw. And hearing his request, she'd ponder her feline mind and think of something smaller to shift into.

Ahhh, she could become a mouse and ride on his shoulder. But it was noticeable and wouldn't stop hawks and owls from snatching her up. And the only way to get out of that was turning back to a human...and falling from potential ankle-breaking heights. She needed a form that was small but deadly in case something were to happen.. and then Abelina flashed an apologetic gaze before jumping off the barrel and disappearing beside his feet.. and with eight legs, she'd crawl underneath his clothes and up his leg as a Black Widow spider.

Murders In Braidwell (Sparrow and I)

Meanwhile, Abelina sat on the roof of the shop as a bat. She was watching her own from a distance and eyed the guards who cautiously stood near. Fearing they would see her silhouette, she became a giant huntsman spider and the hunger started to settle. She remembered she skipped dinner and decided to find something to eat. And when a large fly landed nearby, she would quickly run towards it on creepy long legs and sink her fangs into it. She usually avoided becoming a spider due to being so vulnerable to birds, but it was as small as she chose to go. Beats being shot in the head as a human.

Abelina then crawled over to the edge and spotted Martin. She considered crawling onto his shoulder or head, but that would certainly freak him out, since she wasn't fond of spiders herself. So slowly, she shifted into a small fruit bat and dove near his head to grab his attention, before flying over to the lot across him and resting on a barrel. She was now a black cat and lay low; surely she would blend in with the darkness and avoid a witness.

Murders In Braidwell (Sparrow and I)

Abelina shrugged slightly as she analyzed his words and thought out the ordeal in her head. It was the best idea, but she wanted to prove to the village, her HOME, that she was innocent. It was expected that they wouldn't believe her, but of course she would try. Just not today. "Maybe you should pack at moonhigh. The majority of the village will be asleep and the guards won't be able to see me. I'll become a bat and watch your back." she would do so even if he rejected her request. What if the REAL murderer came back? She could capture them and prove her innocence. It was perfect!

Murders In Braidwell (Sparrow and I)

She clenched the earth below her, wet soil sticking under her fingernails. "That's fine. I'll just visit the old bat in the dead forests and demand she teach me the dragon form. Then the fun starts," her voice clicked with humor, "and if not, I'll just fly above as a pigeon and shit on everyone's heads." Abelina then stared blankly at the ground as she realized the situation wasn't a matter to joke about. "I'm not a monster. My ability is supposed to be a beautiful gift, but it feels more like a dreaded curse to me." her blood boiled with such anger that she began to cry softly in frustration. Almost immediately did she wipe away her crystalline tears and finally looked at Martin with a pleading gaze. "Will you help me?"

Murders In Braidwell (Sparrow and I)

The hawk soared in the sky above the town, circling while trying to find any vulnerabilities, prey, to gulp down at any moment. It was Abelina, back to her old ways again, feeding constantly to please her animal self. She noticed a man sitting near the forest and automatically knew it was Martin. So down she went like a speeding bullet until her plan failed and she crashed into the trees behind him. Though she was now a sly fox, prowling about. Once Martin came into sight, Abelina would pad towards him quietly, touching the back of his neck with a cold wet nose before taking a seat beside him, back to her original figure: a human, of course. "What did they say about me?"

Murders In Braidwell (Sparrow and I)

Well it seems I have found my muse, so I don't mind if the posts are longer any more. ^^

That's fine. I have to juggle three forums and a game so enjoy your vacation. :3

Murders In Braidwell (Sparrow and I)

Abelina braced herself for the impact of the chair, though it was rejected by Martin himself. She quickly stood and clenched her fists tightly. "Martin, I didn't do this and you know that. I'm tired of this!" but quite frankly, she knew the guards wouldn't believe anything that came out of her mouth. So she listened to Martin as a black mist would quickly envelope her only to dissipate in a matter of seconds. Abelina was now a wolf, the only thing identifying her as, well, her was those eyes. And she used them to navigate her towards a field as she quickly bolted out of the door.

Murders In Braidwell (Sparrow and I)

Did not mean to post that twice. ><

Murders In Braidwell (Sparrow and I)

The young woman would stand their calmly though her lavender vision would show signs of intense befuddlement. Placing a hand over the mouse, she'd tear its head off and swallow, not bothering to wipe the blood away. Hearing his cries, she'd throw the rest of the mouse in a corner and point a finger at him. "Watch where you throw your accusations, fool!" regardless of her quiet, aloof nature, her words were violent, no matter how shaken she was. And with one glance over to the dead daughter, Abelina's heart dropped.

With careful steps, she'd walk over to the body and lay Dana's head on her lap, stroking the beautiful blonde hair matted with blood. "My...what in God's name happened here?" Abelina flashed a coy glance over to Martin, trying to show empathy. But she was never good at socialization due to being different from others, and often referred to as a monster. It was a challenge to give sympathy, or what little she had.

Murders In Braidwell (Sparrow and I)

The young woman would stand their calmly though her lavender vision would show signs of intense befuddlement. Placing a hand over the mouse, she'd tear its head off and swallow, not bothering to wipe the blood away. Hearing his cries, she'd throw the rest of the mouse in a corner and point a finger at him. "Watch where you throw your accusations, fool!" regardless of her quiet, aloof nature, her words were violent, no matter how shaken she was. And with one glance over to the dead daughter, Abelina's heart dropped.

With careful steps, she'd walk over to the body and lay Dana's head on her lap, stroking the beautiful blonde hair matted with blood. "My...what in God's name happened here?" Abelina flashed a coy glance over to Martin, trying to show empathy. But she was never good at socialization due to being different from others, and often referred to as a monster. It was a challenge to give sympathy, or what little she had.