[ The stench of flowers is overwhelming, suffocating; she wants away from it. Wants to get far as possible from it, and how it floods her senses. It's too much, and she fights so desperately against it but it only get worse — and she only gets more desperate.
But it's not just the assault on her senses, it's the heat of the blood. She shrieks, yelps — the endless loop of tearing and healing of flesh creating that's alarming. Too hot, too much — sending her into a frenzy until—
A sharp pain; through the fur, the skin breaks. Jagged edges tearing at her, not clamping down too hard but hard enough to hurt. She yowls, a high-pitched sound of agony — blood oozing from the wound, the strong scent of warm milk. It's hard to see through the darkness of her fur, but under the haunting green moon above them, it shifts into a shimmering iridescent glow — like pure moonlight itself.
The giant beast won't let go, no matter how much she struggles. The grip holds firm. And under the heat, starting to fizzle at her fur and the skin beneath — she starts losing the fight in her, can't move beneath them. But she shrieks: long, echoing sounds of torment — an animal wounded, exhausted. Help. ]
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But it's not just the assault on her senses, it's the heat of the blood. She shrieks, yelps — the endless loop of tearing and healing of flesh creating that's alarming. Too hot, too much — sending her into a frenzy until—
A sharp pain; through the fur, the skin breaks. Jagged edges tearing at her, not clamping down too hard but hard enough to hurt. She yowls, a high-pitched sound of agony — blood oozing from the wound, the strong scent of warm milk. It's hard to see through the darkness of her fur, but under the haunting green moon above them, it shifts into a shimmering iridescent glow — like pure moonlight itself.
The giant beast won't let go, no matter how much she struggles. The grip holds firm. And under the heat, starting to fizzle at her fur and the skin beneath — she starts losing the fight in her, can't move beneath them. But she shrieks: long, echoing sounds of torment — an animal wounded, exhausted. Help. ]