Classy, Controlled Chaos - The STEAM Team Adventures

🥀 Wither [5/6] 🥀

Sophii's POV:

Being a panther wasn't that bad.

I get to be bigger, stronger, and much more agile in this form... I might keep this.

Bonus: Edward is more willing to pet me.

I will gladly take any opportunity to be pet, especially when it comes to that one spot behind my ears that I can't reach.

Once my little play-fight session with the prince was over, I butted my head against Marshall's chest, rubbing my muzzle into his vest.

"Hey, Sophii." He chuckled, patting me between my ears. "You still want more pets?"

"Gimme." I meowed, my purr ending in a low trill.

I nearly pushed him off of his chair, resting my head on his thigh. "Woof."

The blacksmith gave me a startled yelp, carefully hiding his wings back in his vest. "Woah, okay. Touch-deprived?"

I ended up rolling onto the floor, letting him rub my belly.

Addison was surprised; Normally I never let anyone pet me there.

Marshall was an exception, mainly because even though he wears gloves, his hands are nice and warm.

Sometimes I like to feel like I'm being toasted like a piece of bread.

"I think she likes your body heat." Edward chuckled, walking over to Marshall. "Even in this intimidating form, she seems so sweet and innocent like this... Sophii couldn't hurt a fly."

That's what they all think when they see me.

Well, at least, they thought that before I swapped forms to become a panther.

Ever since I left my human form for good, I gained a new ability other than shapeshifting.

I called it decaying juice, but my parents said it was an acidic, potent venom of some sort.

This "decaying juice" secreted out of my claws, and only comes out when I'm actively fighting.

If I rake my claws through someone's flesh, there's a small chance that it drips out.

People that come in contact with this venom don't survive long enough to get an antidote, which is weird.

The skin that it touched would wither away if they weren't immune to the liquid, hence the reason why I dub it as decaying juice.

Withering water didn't have a nice ring to it anyways...

My mother said it came as a perk from being a shadowshifter to defend myself in battle.

What am I, even?

I mean, technically I'm anything and everything at once, but can take on certain forms at a time, but what specifically am I in the moment?

I'm Sophii Soundless, the quiet shadowshifter who never wanted to be a human again.

Yes, my last name is Soundless. Is it my real one? No, but I like it. It's better than anything else and it makes me feel cool.

"Wanna go do parkour outside?" Marshall smiled, practically pinned down underneath me. "The vines aren't possessed anymore, Secret died a while ago. It's safe to play outside."

"SAY LESS!" I meowed excitedly, grabbing his collar in my mouth and bounding outside.

"Ow, hey!" The blacksmith squeaked as I dragged him with me. "Lemme go, I can fly!"

I refused to follow his order, pulling him up the stairs as we entered the open atmosphere of the third floor.

After safely dropping him on the ground, I scrambled up the lychee tree that Addison had grown with her magic, biting down on one of the succulent, fleshy, red berries that grew off of it.