Day 72, Spring, 514 AV
Redd had wanted to get out, to hunt, to sink her teeth into flesh, to taste that blood as she chewed through that juicy meat. To savour it as it settled inside her stomach, but most importantly, to settle the agitation that she felt. Of course, that didn't happen as a rude awakening occurred.
The moment she had attempted to shift, she basically almost strangled herself with the inferno collar that was locked tight around her neck. No matter what she did, no matter how hard she attempted to rip it off, it stayed there. Eventually she had been forced to kneel upon the ground while she gasped in that sweet oxygen.
So, after all of her efforts to get outside of Ravok, she had been forced to return back to Ravok's walls and wandered the streets in vain. Finding out that the collar restricted her from slipping into a form she was more in touch with, was dis-heartening. In a way, it felt like she was denied from being who she really was. Master Elias had seemed happy about her animal form, so then why restrict it?
Her hazel hues had stared back at her from the waters of the canal and not for the first time that day, she wondered if it was to keep her safe or the people of Ravok safe. Lifting a hand she gently tugged the scarf away from her neck, revealing the leather collar that was the cause of her present troubles. Even a purple colour was starting to become more evident upon her skin, colour that was restricted to only around the collar.
She then quickly wrapped the scarf back around her neck and began to make her way back to the inn they were living in. He had upgraded the room since he first took her in, but Master Elias was not comfortable touching her or so it would seem. So she was more comfortable sleeping under the desk, no matter the trouble her fractured ribs gave her, she just simply slept on the opposite side.
Taking a deep breath, she entered the inn quietly, keeping her gaze turned downwards as she felt the eyes of the old man upon her form while she walked towards the stairs to go up to the room. She paused before the door before she quietly slipped through it, taking note of what Master Elias was doing.
He was seated at his desk, a bunch of odd things laid out in front of him, she recognized one of them as being a weapon of sorts. Kind of like a sword but a lot smaller, something one could smuggle into their boot maybe. "Master Elias... I have returned."
Her voice was soft, almost reluctant. She didn't want to disturb him, whatever it was that he was doing, but it seemed to draw her in and she walked slowly towards him. Slipping the hood of her cloak off of her head, she decided to leave the scarf around her neck. She didn't want to have to be faced with a reality that she wasn't sure she could handle.
She lifted a hand to gently run along the surface of the desk, something that he had pointed out was where people sat at to do tasks upon. Gently she picked up an odd tool in her right hand, it had what looked like fur on one end of the stick and she brushed it over the tips of her left hand. It felt... Funny. She lifted her gaze to view Elias, her head angling to the right, "Master Elias, what are you doing? "She inquired, hesitant to do so.
Redd had wanted to get out, to hunt, to sink her teeth into flesh, to taste that blood as she chewed through that juicy meat. To savour it as it settled inside her stomach, but most importantly, to settle the agitation that she felt. Of course, that didn't happen as a rude awakening occurred.
The moment she had attempted to shift, she basically almost strangled herself with the inferno collar that was locked tight around her neck. No matter what she did, no matter how hard she attempted to rip it off, it stayed there. Eventually she had been forced to kneel upon the ground while she gasped in that sweet oxygen.
So, after all of her efforts to get outside of Ravok, she had been forced to return back to Ravok's walls and wandered the streets in vain. Finding out that the collar restricted her from slipping into a form she was more in touch with, was dis-heartening. In a way, it felt like she was denied from being who she really was. Master Elias had seemed happy about her animal form, so then why restrict it?
Her hazel hues had stared back at her from the waters of the canal and not for the first time that day, she wondered if it was to keep her safe or the people of Ravok safe. Lifting a hand she gently tugged the scarf away from her neck, revealing the leather collar that was the cause of her present troubles. Even a purple colour was starting to become more evident upon her skin, colour that was restricted to only around the collar.
She then quickly wrapped the scarf back around her neck and began to make her way back to the inn they were living in. He had upgraded the room since he first took her in, but Master Elias was not comfortable touching her or so it would seem. So she was more comfortable sleeping under the desk, no matter the trouble her fractured ribs gave her, she just simply slept on the opposite side.
Taking a deep breath, she entered the inn quietly, keeping her gaze turned downwards as she felt the eyes of the old man upon her form while she walked towards the stairs to go up to the room. She paused before the door before she quietly slipped through it, taking note of what Master Elias was doing.
He was seated at his desk, a bunch of odd things laid out in front of him, she recognized one of them as being a weapon of sorts. Kind of like a sword but a lot smaller, something one could smuggle into their boot maybe. "Master Elias... I have returned."
Her voice was soft, almost reluctant. She didn't want to disturb him, whatever it was that he was doing, but it seemed to draw her in and she walked slowly towards him. Slipping the hood of her cloak off of her head, she decided to leave the scarf around her neck. She didn't want to have to be faced with a reality that she wasn't sure she could handle.
She lifted a hand to gently run along the surface of the desk, something that he had pointed out was where people sat at to do tasks upon. Gently she picked up an odd tool in her right hand, it had what looked like fur on one end of the stick and she brushed it over the tips of her left hand. It felt... Funny. She lifted her gaze to view Elias, her head angling to the right, "Master Elias, what are you doing? "She inquired, hesitant to do so.