Feb 17, 2018
@daveyventura
Malachite was in the process of hunting down their latest elixir ingredient, when there was a sudden onslaught of human traffic that set their senses scattering. Mal let out a yowl as their tail was suddenly trampled, and they scattered out of the way, racing out of the fray and to the closest alcove to hide in. Breathing heavily they knew it would be simple enough to turn human and avoid being turned into roadkill, but they were determined to get that last herb they needed, and could only access in this form. Their tail ached as they wrapped it around them and waited for the slew of humans to cease, so the could forage once again.