Our attempt this time is a lot slower but more forceful. Done with far more pressure on that strange new gland than on the pushing out the air from my lungs. Even still, I take a deep breath first before they exhale out. And the other me looks up to help make sure that we can see it and not potentially destroy anything. It is admittedly a bit difficult to try and see things coming out of your mouth but we do manage and it is an orangish color, indicating us as the fire type.

With that knowledge in hand they start taking our body over to the fire symbol. I find that I actually have very little control over the body unless they particularly let me. I’m not even able to control where we’re looking. I’m able to feel that my hands can be considered anything but at this point. Any semblance of any dexterity now almost completely gone, which does admittedly make running a lot faster. But at this point, if the trainers weren’t in on it and they encountered us, they’d likely think me a shaved and deformed vulpix rather than a human. I can tell from sensation that not all of the six tails have come in, and my mouth doesn’t feel all that much longer, though I can feel my canine teeth growing out.

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