[Kouen scowls up at him. He'd been told that they would all be transformed into something that reflected their inner selves somehow, and here's living, breathing, obnoxious proof. It isn't that he dislikes Judal, necessarily, but he's in no position to entertain overgrown spoiled house cats right now. And under no obligation to, for once.]
Shut up, Judal.
[It's a shame that he doesn't even get to enjoy saying it. Not with glass shards embedded in his arm. Not with his fingers starting to twist themselves into heavy black claws.]
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Shut up, Judal.
[It's a shame that he doesn't even get to enjoy saying it. Not with glass shards embedded in his arm. Not with his fingers starting to twist themselves into heavy black claws.]