I tried to get comfortable, really, I did. After a while though and after Alana put me through every type of situation I could find it all started coming more naturally. I wanted to hunt. The instinct to hunt was in the transformation itself not the image. I found myself now flexing my claws curling and uncurling as I stared at a doe in the west side of the meadow that Alana had told me to try and head the doe off when she caught wind of Alana in the east.
I could sense Alana creeping up and when the doe looked up from its grazing I knew Alana was close. I got anxious, admittedly. It's like buck fever, when you see your first buck or a big guy you all of a sudden get nervous and jumpy. I was rearing to go, but I knew if I moved too quickly, Alana's dinner was gone.
The wind shifted, I had crept too close.
The doe looked right at me. My cat eyes were watching every movement in slow motion. It' muscles tensed. It could smell me but it couldn't see me. Hoping that it would move towards Alana I shifted just a tad bit closer so that it could see me. Our eyes locked. My now more sensitive eyes caught its hoof moving hesitantly. It took a cautious step back, and I slinked further forwards. I was stalking it. The doe knew it was a gonner, but decided to make the next move, which was probably the smartest move it'd made all day. It ran, but not towards Alana. It sprinted by me so fast, I jumped a little from the unexpectedness of it. I heard Alana in my head saying, ' Don't underestimate anything, especially something that knows it is faster than you are.' I could hear huffing sounds from in the brush and knew she would be running after it. I turned and ran after the doe as well.
In the end, we lost the doe. We're not that fast it turns out. But Alana congratulated me on my first hunt. ' Don't worry, there will be plenty more to come, if you keep hanging around me,' she pawed my shoulder like a human would pat someone's back. I found it kind of funny, ' now lets get you home.'
We weren't that far from the house actually, I had hunted that meadow before. It just didn't look the same from lower to the ground. Mom and Dad were sitting on the porch where we left them, mom was laying across dads lap and had been giggling about something when we came into hearing range. I was glad that my real parents had, had such good friends that would take in their baby and make me feel like I belonged. I ran up to the porch and nuzzled my mom and dad gently lifting my paws and leaning against them in a big cat hug. To my surprise, it was like they didn't feel the weight at all. Alana cautiously but ever so casually came to sit on the porch before mom, dad,and I.
Now that I was thinking about it, they had never told me how to shift back,' just describe yourself to yourself. It will get easier with time and before you know it, you just have to think human and you will shift. Trust me, it's not as complicated as you think. It will come naturally to you just like Alana's form started to come more naturally after she put you through some of the things you would go through in her form. How was the hunt by the way?' Dad asked via the mind-link thingy.
I closed my eyes and tried to imagine myself as I was, within seconds I could feel my bones rearranging themselves to their more natural position. When I opened my eyes again I knew I was human. When I looked down, I was wearing a tight fitting, black, what looked like sleeve over my body. I touched it tentatively, thinking that I hadn't been wearing this before I shifted. Then I saw my clothes that I had been wearing earlier folded neatly next to mom. Before I could even speak mom started explaining. " when we shift we can't take our clothes with us. So they just fall to the ground where we have been standing before the shift. I can't explain why that happens, it just does. What you're wearing now is like a sleeve, the color is the color of the last animal or thing, you just recently shifted out of. It keeps us protected. And it's much more convenient than having to shift naked and then having to go find some clothes.
I stood their taking this all in and wondering to myself, why am I taking all of this so, calmly. I guess because now that I had definite proof there would be no point in taking it any other way. I sat by Alana and rubbed behind her ears. That night was for happy thoughts and celebration, none of us thought about being hunted or the deaths of my real parents. We sat until midnight out on the porch, just talking and laughing about little things, telling Alana our whole story. It was great, and I couldn't wait to go to school tomorrow morning.
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