The Crow's Feather, the Wolf's Fang

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 1:08 am

"I mean... in a people way."

by **Narrator** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 1:12 am

Porcupine snorts. "Your people way?"

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 1:14 am

"Don't know as I have a people... not anymore."

by **Narrator** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 1:26 am

"Yet here you are."

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 1:31 am

"...a friend convinced me."

by **Narrator** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 3:42 am

Porcupine shakes it's needles, producing a strange rattling sound and rolls itself into a ball.

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 12:20 pm

"...what are you doing? Is it something I said?"

by **Narrator** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 12:37 pm

Without another word it rolls along the path (if you can even call it that) away from Sam.

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 12:40 pm

Blinking, she started along the path after it.

by **Narrator** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 12:44 pm

But the harder Sam tried to catch up the faster it would speed ahead on the light and dark zig-zag pattern on the ground. Which seemed oddly coherent for just being dirt on the ground.

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 12:45 pm

"...well wonderful, everything here so far hates me," she muttered, plodding along the path after she couldn't keep up.

by **Narrator** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 12:51 pm

"Well who's fault is that?"

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 12:56 pm

"Oh I've an inkling," she said as she looked to the new voice.

by **Narrator** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 1:00 pm

Except there was nothing there. Though Sam could suddenly feel she was being watched as the path behind her grows more substantial and curls up like a snake. Exactly like a snake even.

"And what do you intend to do about thisss?"

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 1:02 pm

"Well I suppose it just figures that I don't really belong anywh-"

Realizing her situation, she moved to jump off the path suddenly.

by **Narrator** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 1:07 pm

"You looked like you had more fight in you. Pity..." With a tell-tale rattling sound the giant snake coils around Sam in a tightening loop.

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 1:08 pm

"I'm not done yet," she grunts, tumbling to try to evade the coils.

by **Narrator** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 1:11 pm

"Look at that, she can move!" Rattlesnake sounds amused as she swipes at Sam with the end of her tail.

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 1:15 pm

"I'm nobody's food," she said as her form blurred into a snarling wolf, snapping at the tail.

by **Narrator** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 1:21 pm

Rattlesnake lets out a loud hiss as Sam's fangs sink into the tail. And did said tail seem significantly smaller than just a moment ago? Regardless, the rest of the snake twists and turns and suddenly Sam is faced with a fang-filled maw shooting at her herself.

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 1:23 pm

Acting mostly on instinct, Sam tried to whip the snake about by its tail, hoping to release her jaws to fling it away.

by **Narrator** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 1:32 pm

And so she did. And now the snake definitely was much smaller, judging by the crow that swooped down and grabbed the snake as it sailed away, it's body going limb in the crow's claws.

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 1:33 pm

"Crows again," she muttered, loping after the bird while still in the shape of a wolf.

by **Narrator** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 1:48 pm

She doesn't have to run far to catch up to the crow that is sitting on a rock, pecking at the snake.

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 1:51 pm

Once she saw that it wasn't fleeing, she shifted back up into her human form.

"You were always there, weren't you?"

by **Narrator** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 1:56 pm

"Clever girl. Yes, I was watching you." it answers, seemingly imitating Sam's voice.

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 1:59 pm

"And I'm always seeing crows... some that aren't even there."

"...why do you have my voice?"

by **Narrator** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 2:04 pm

"Haven't figured it out yet, have you?" the crow says before shifting and changing until Sam is looking at a mirror-image of herself with pitch-black feathers instead of hair flowing down her back.

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 2:05 pm

"I don't understand any of this..."

"...I don't think I have ever since I started... changing."

by **Narrator** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 2:11 pm

"Well I'm not here to explain. You're here to piece it together, aye?"

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 2:14 pm

"...aye," she said, uncertain if she could trust 'herself.'

"And I've... chosen the feathers before. As a calling card. I didn't think quite on why..."

by **Narrator** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 2:20 pm

"And yet you don't trust me. And there lies the problem, doesn't it."

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 2:22 pm

"Nothing here has been quite what it seemed..."

by **Narrator** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 2:28 pm

"Keep going, keep going." the former crow encourages her.

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 2:31 pm

"And I know I'm not... apart from that..."

"But just because you can change too doesn't mean you're me, does it?"

by **Narrator** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 2:36 pm

"Of course, I'm who you're least likely to trust and listen to."

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 2:37 pm

"You think this is funny, don't you?"

by **Narrator** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 2:50 pm

"Like you wouldn't believe." she laughs.

by **Samantha McManus** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 2:53 pm

"So is it really better if I'm mocking myself?"

by **Narrator** » Sat Jul 14, 2012 3:02 pm

"Hardly."

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