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Bagliora looked up at Walnut as he offered her the pretty red and yellow flower, two adorable eyes staring at her. “I figured you would like this,” her wolf friend said with a warm smile. “I know you like plants, so…”
Bagliora took the flower, glancing over at Paulina as she absorbed a golden bell, which turned her into a pink…cat. Walnut used his brown leaf on himself, which made him into some sort of brown…raccoon thing?
Bagliora tried to think of what the flower would turn her into as she pulled it to her chest, closing her eyes. She felt…warm, and she liked that. She opened her eyes, looking at herself. Aside from a full color palette change, she didn’t look as drastically different as her friends did. She tried to channel her energy into…whatever she could do, and in a few seconds, a fireball formed in her paw.
The little fox-glowbug screamed, throwing the fireball, traumatic memories flashing through her mind. As the flames touched the grass, it caught aflame, Bagliora covering her ears as the whispers in her head peaked, feeling a shock of pain through her body.
“MAKE IT GO AWAYYY,” she panicked, flailing around as Walnut and Paulina rushed to put out the fire. Sadly for Bagliora, as she panicked, she basically spewed fire, setting more grass aflame. This led to more screaming mind whispers, which led to more internal pain for Bagliora. She curled up on the ground, trembling as her friends dealt with her mess, sobbing. “Make the screams s-stop…”
She felt Walnut’s soft paw on her shoulder, jumping, another burst of flame hitting her friend. She jolted upward to see her friend in his normal wolf form, unharmed. She trembled a bit, tears running down her face.
She jumped again as she felt a painless scratch on her back, turning and looking over her shoulder at a worried Paulina, her hedgehog friend’s cat claws extended. The warmth was extinguished from her body, Bagliora trembling a bit at the sudden temperature drop. She noticed that her colors were back, and sighed, crying into Paulina’s shoulder gently as the grass and flowers around them wilted slightly.
Apparently not all magic flowers are flower-friendly.
Bagliora looked up at Walnut as he offered her the pretty red and yellow flower, two adorable eyes staring at her. “I figured you would like this,” her wolf friend said with a warm smile. “I know you like plants, so…”
Bagliora took the flower, glancing over at Paulina as she absorbed a golden bell, which turned her into a pink…cat. Walnut used his brown leaf on himself, which made him into some sort of brown…raccoon thing?
Bagliora tried to think of what the flower would turn her into as she pulled it to her chest, closing her eyes. She felt…warm, and she liked that. She opened her eyes, looking at herself. Aside from a full color palette change, she didn’t look as drastically different as her friends did. She tried to channel her energy into…whatever she could do, and in a few seconds, a fireball formed in her paw.
The little fox-glowbug screamed, throwing the fireball, traumatic memories flashing through her mind. As the flames touched the grass, it caught aflame, Bagliora covering her ears as the whispers in her head peaked, feeling a shock of pain through her body.
“MAKE IT GO AWAYYY,” she panicked, flailing around as Walnut and Paulina rushed to put out the fire. Sadly for Bagliora, as she panicked, she basically spewed fire, setting more grass aflame. This led to more screaming mind whispers, which led to more internal pain for Bagliora. She curled up on the ground, trembling as her friends dealt with her mess, sobbing. “Make the screams s-stop…”
She felt Walnut’s soft paw on her shoulder, jumping, another burst of flame hitting her friend. She jolted upward to see her friend in his normal wolf form, unharmed. She trembled a bit, tears running down her face.
She jumped again as she felt a painless scratch on her back, turning and looking over her shoulder at a worried Paulina, her hedgehog friend’s cat claws extended. The warmth was extinguished from her body, Bagliora trembling a bit at the sudden temperature drop. She noticed that her colors were back, and sighed, crying into Paulina’s shoulder gently as the grass and flowers around them wilted slightly.
Apparently not all magic flowers are flower-friendly.