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Xenya's POV
I paced the along the borders of the camp, frustrated. The grass parted from where my silk slippers treaded. The sun had just set, casting its final pink rays across the horizon.I sighed. The caravan windows were illuminated by candle light. I shivered. The temperature was plummeting.
There was a black wisp in the air, hovering a few feet from me, I pulled my fur cloak over my shoulders. It swirled maliciously.
I reached out to touch it. The mist wrapped around my arm, completely shrouding it. I gasped at its touch, Its so cold!
The fog drifted until it was in front of my face. I did a sharp intake of breath. It entered with the air. Coating my lungs, it choked me. I gagged but spots danced in front of my eyes. There was a sharp pain in my chest. I gasped as it encased my heart. Gradually my hips became wider, my breasts enlarged, I shrunk a few inches from my unnatural height for a woman. My warm honey brown eyes fogged over, when they were finally clear again they were a shocking crimson red. My natural strawberry blonde hair darken into an onyx black. My tanned skin lightened to pale untanned color.
I shook uncontrollably, I'm so cold why am I so cold, those thoughts changed too. Perfect!
I brushed my self off. I am a goddess, I studied my new body, Xenya is no name for a figure like this, how about... Moonlet? Yes Moonlet.
I ran my fingers down my body savoring its texture.
A colt whinnied from the corral. I turned what an improper mount for me, the black mist snaked from my fingertips and swirled around the chestnut colt. Soon it looked like the colt was coated in tar, the mist vanished leaving the colt black with a purple sheen in its coat. Excellent! Its eyes even have a maroon glow to them...
An unnerving grin crossed my lips, tugging at its corners.
"Now I can do my dirty work,"
A/N
This is like a prologue. There will be a time skip at the next chapter so it will start sometime after this. I know I should finish my other books first but I don't want to lose the ideaUntil next chapter,
Feychild out ~~~
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