Spirit Animal Ficlets

A King's Folly 10

Shane woke up feeling extremely heavy. He was laying on his stomach and opening his eyes, Shane noticed the long snout. He yelped, it moved open and made a sound that was more grunt like. Oh beasts that was his mouth! Shane sat up and noticed his hands. Large clawed crocodile-like hands.
A door opened and the king panicked, pulling the blanket that rested on him over his large scaly body. The long tail (he had a TAIL!) peeked out from the blanket. Somebody walked into the room "Shane that isn't necessary we already know what you look like," a familiar female voice said.
Shane peeked out a little, Abeke smiled at him before he hid back under the blanket "What happened last night?" He asked.
Abeke sat down on the bed "Well we, the green cloaked rebels, won finally. Most of the conquerors are going on trial but we'll probably give them easy settlings oh and you are no longer a king. After the rebels won the steriolans no longer wanted a king so Rollan is going to help set up a Prime Minister," she explained.
Shane shifted "But how did you get into the castle?" He asked.
Abeke looked away "Conor helped us," she replied.
Shane felt his body tense. He shouldn't be angry, shouldn't be getting mad. Conor had always disliked the Conquerors, he had accidentally said it once.

~snip snap flash back~

Conor was resting on the bed. Shane smiled at him "I gotta meet a few of the leaders in five minutes," he said.
Conor stretched, once again his shirt riding up a little and showing off skin, he blinked sleepily "Conqueror fucks I'm guessing?" He muttered. Shane froze looking at Conor. The euran covered his mouth as he realized what he said "Beasts, I'm so sorry I didn't mean for that-"
Shane threw up his hands in defense "Oh no it's fine I get it, you still hate conquerors it's alright you have all capabilities to hate them!" He replied hastily. He was just surprised that Conor had cussed, it was weird hearing him say words like that when they weren't going at it like rabbits.
Shane snorted at the thought. Conor was 19, he had all capabilities to say things like that in or out of the bed room. He started laughing a lot more which Conor lookrd at him confused "You cussed and I'm just-" Shane tried explaining but erupted into even more laughter. The euran started laughing and soon enough they both laid on the bed laughing together. Shane ran late to his meeting.

~~and now to your scheduled present~~

Shane couldn't fight off the growl building in his chest. A loud angry rumble came out. He held the blanket tightly "Get out."
Abeke looked at his hidden figure and left. She was smart, knowing never to poke a croc when it's awake.
As soon as she was gone Shane started growling and got up. The rage hit him with full force. The former king started roaring, tearing his claws into anything and everything in the room. He stopped when he saw the mirror.
The thing was big, covered in dark green, gold, and brown scales. It's eyes were golden and had large fangs. Shane was staring at it because that was him right now. A large Crocodile monster. He became frozen and horrified. This is who he is now. A giant horrible monster. How could Conor love this?
Shane shuddered as he sobbed. His heart clenched, he didn't deserve anyone's love especially not Conor. Shane didn't feel as he became his normal form. He sat in the farthest corner in the room with the blanket pulled over him.

Conor entered the room. Shane whimpered and huddled to himself. The euran touched the blanket "Hi Shane sorry I'm late, I got a little lost," he said. Shane remained silent, his eyes were red rimmed as he burrowed his face into the blanket. Conor leaned onto him "What's wrong?" He asked. Shane shook his head and refused to speak. The chubby euran poked the former king of steriol's cheek.
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P- Shane looked at Conor and opened his mouth to speak. Bad time. Conor accidentally poked him in the back of the throat. Shane gagged as Conor pulled his hands away "Beasts, I am so sorry!" He apologized.
Shane coughed at little "I- it's fine, my fault for opening my mouth," he replied.
They grew silent. Conor looked at Shane "So um anything you want to know?" He asked.
Shane looked at Conor "What's that supposed to mean?" He countered.
Conor blushed "You know like um being a rebel and what not," he replied.
Shane shrugged "Nothing really, I'm not that surprised by it. You hated how everything was and that's understandable, probably hate me too."
"That's not true," Conor said as he placed his hand on Shane's shoulder.
"How?" The former king asked.
A smile made itself aware on Conor's face "Because I love you."
Shane smiled as he blushed "Love you too," he muttered. Conor stole a kiss causing Shane to blush more.

The End