| [Jun. 14th, 2009|07:47 pm] |
She wasn't she wasn't she wasn't--
Tsume formed seals without thinking, even as hands grabbed at her to make her stop. Chakra ripped through her pathways, jumpstarted by all she'd gathered. She screamed while bones snapped and twisted, joints grinding into new shapes, tendons and muscles popping.
The man on top of her rolled off. The one beneath her scrambled free.
Her chakra burned in the transformation, eaten away by a high-level jutsu. She felt it fizzle out as her claws lengthened, teeth sharpening. Legs shortened. Hips and knees lurched backward. More energy eked out of her pathways, dragged down the lines.
And she ran out of chakra.
Her heart stuttered. Her lungs struggled to inhale. Her mind began to fuzz.
And then chemical chakra seared down her pathways, completing the transformation just as Hibiki caught her, grabbing a wrist--a paw--to loop rope around--
Blind and deaf, her forepaws were still near her jaws. She lunged, and felt two fingers crunch between her teeth. With an instinctive headshake, she ripped them off his hands.
Her heart beat erratically. She kept low to the deck, unsteady on all four feet, and spat the fingers out. She couldn't hear her growl, but she could feel the wind ruffle her hackles. |
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