When it rains, look for rainbows.
Had Melita chosen to punch her, it might have instantly broken all Nova's carefully crafted delusions like a shattered funhouse mirror. At least it'd be explosively sparkly. But alas, her face is safe for the moment, and Nova's delusions are still firmly intact.
Puffing her chest, her hands were locked in fists as she jogged to stand before the insufferable woman. The warning was completely ignored as she tried to convince the unbeliever through sheer force of will. "Fine! I'll prove it!" With a stomp of her foot, her body began to shift. The black and rainbow fur coated her skin as her bones transformed, bigger, denser. It was like changing into a pair of comfy sweatpants that let every cell breathe a sigh of relief. Yet Nova didn't bask in the familiar sensation, too focused on proving this woman wrong. She was a big strong girl who knew how to take care of herself. And she wouldn't let anyway say otherwise. After all, who could stare down a growling Tide Jaguar and still want to fight? Her blue eyes held a dangerous glint of challenge, glowing almost as bright as the colorful rosettes across her bristling pelt. Hackles raised and fangs bared, she waited for the stranger to acknowledge her ferocity.
Puffing her chest, her hands were locked in fists as she jogged to stand before the insufferable woman. The warning was completely ignored as she tried to convince the unbeliever through sheer force of will. "Fine! I'll prove it!" With a stomp of her foot, her body began to shift. The black and rainbow fur coated her skin as her bones transformed, bigger, denser. It was like changing into a pair of comfy sweatpants that let every cell breathe a sigh of relief. Yet Nova didn't bask in the familiar sensation, too focused on proving this woman wrong. She was a big strong girl who knew how to take care of herself. And she wouldn't let anyway say otherwise. After all, who could stare down a growling Tide Jaguar and still want to fight? Her blue eyes held a dangerous glint of challenge, glowing almost as bright as the colorful rosettes across her bristling pelt. Hackles raised and fangs bared, she waited for the stranger to acknowledge her ferocity.
When it's dark, look for stars.
Nova
