She's sulky when she says it, a growl in her voice. Ylva pauses, though, looks over at him, her expression unreadable through the wolf face. She's already weird, she knows, but in such a different way from him.
"I wonder what you'd do if I turned you into a rabbit and hunted you myself." She's been things other than wolves, after all. She knows the world from many angles, even if she has one that feels true. Never mind that polymorph doesn't work on shapeshifters. It's just theoretical, a passing thought. "I wonder how you'd feel about things if you didn't have your claws and teeth and strength."
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She's sulky when she says it, a growl in her voice. Ylva pauses, though, looks over at him, her expression unreadable through the wolf face. She's already weird, she knows, but in such a different way from him.
"I wonder what you'd do if I turned you into a rabbit and hunted you myself." She's been things other than wolves, after all. She knows the world from many angles, even if she has one that feels true. Never mind that polymorph doesn't work on shapeshifters. It's just theoretical, a passing thought. "I wonder how you'd feel about things if you didn't have your claws and teeth and strength."