Broken Antler Fen You will pray to the god you always denied

Pearl's officially in heat now. Mwahaha.

 

Pearl woke up feeling different. Very different, but good. She could almost hear the sensible parts of her brain clicking off as she slowly slid her eyelids up, revealing pupils that slowly dilated along with the smirk across her features. 

It was back. And it was strong. 

Pulling herself out of the still sleeping pile of wolves, she emerged a completely different wolf in persona, a display of her deepest restraints and desires. No longer was she the 'nice and kind' pushover. Ha. That bitch would be back when this superior version gave back the meatsuit she wore to the prom at the end of the week. 

For now, it was her turn to shine. At last. Her eyes fixed upon the sun before turning back to face the heap of softies the other version called her 'friends'. A laugh began to brew within her, and none of that cutie-pie bullcrap either. This was a deep, maniacal giggle that progressed into sounding far too practiced and much too insane for the previous owner of this body. She knew exactly what she was doing and how she was going to get what she wanted. Letting her scent off, she walked in front of Sebastian, her now-deemed lover, and tickled his nose with her tail. With a sly and calculating smile, she dashed away into the out reaches of the Cove to watch.