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It was something they'd not really understood before. Folks coming into the area would spend a while as 'themselves', species or gender, then make a change. Bovines into canines, felines into equines, too many changes to tell. TYL kept most abreast, but it was awkward when the new person wasn't actually new.
But now after things calmed down and a new but somewhat familiar routine settled in, he knew why everyone changed. It was the area, the land, or in some rare cases a ship or lunar outpost.
This place was far from the tropics, the hot sunny days and warm evening sands, it took a bit to get used to the lack of the ocean constantly in the ear. A breeze could rustle trees and sound close, but only for a short period.
There were new sounds, animals in the forests. Several times he was able to catch the 'WAOOW' of a fox, the hooting of an owl, and visited by five large cows on random occasions. Crickets, locusts and a littany of song birds were around.
The palms and long spectacular leafed plants wouldn't much survive in the temperate area. A proper winter graced the land, most times in a thick white blanket of snow. Everything had a season, and everyone moved through each, to do as much as possible before the next change.
It was then, a late fall day, when he felt and understood why everyone changed. It was that last part of moving, of being in a new area for a while. It's 'spirit' whispered, the land itself. Nothing was ever spoken, a word not uttered.
The oaks and the maples, cedars and hickory trees about, some old growth, but all hardwoods. Dense clusters of trees let little other foliage grow below, but animals none the less were drawn under their cover, the plentiful mushrooms and tree nuts scattered across the floor.
Sitting beneath them, it came to him, the thought of change. With a smile and a small laugh, it fit, he liked the idea among the trees. He'd have just a large a tail, fairly large paws, but a shorter muzzle and ears.
His collar started the change, clothes and body, a new form that more fit the area. A squirrel~
But now after things calmed down and a new but somewhat familiar routine settled in, he knew why everyone changed. It was the area, the land, or in some rare cases a ship or lunar outpost.
This place was far from the tropics, the hot sunny days and warm evening sands, it took a bit to get used to the lack of the ocean constantly in the ear. A breeze could rustle trees and sound close, but only for a short period.
There were new sounds, animals in the forests. Several times he was able to catch the 'WAOOW' of a fox, the hooting of an owl, and visited by five large cows on random occasions. Crickets, locusts and a littany of song birds were around.
The palms and long spectacular leafed plants wouldn't much survive in the temperate area. A proper winter graced the land, most times in a thick white blanket of snow. Everything had a season, and everyone moved through each, to do as much as possible before the next change.
It was then, a late fall day, when he felt and understood why everyone changed. It was that last part of moving, of being in a new area for a while. It's 'spirit' whispered, the land itself. Nothing was ever spoken, a word not uttered.
The oaks and the maples, cedars and hickory trees about, some old growth, but all hardwoods. Dense clusters of trees let little other foliage grow below, but animals none the less were drawn under their cover, the plentiful mushrooms and tree nuts scattered across the floor.
Sitting beneath them, it came to him, the thought of change. With a smile and a small laugh, it fit, he liked the idea among the trees. He'd have just a large a tail, fairly large paws, but a shorter muzzle and ears.
His collar started the change, clothes and body, a new form that more fit the area. A squirrel~
Category All / Transformation
Species Squirrel
Size 1750 x 2106px
File Size 2.94 MB
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