It's funny how reflections change

remi When the heart of this star-crossed voyager beats in time with yours He couldn't breathe, but he was panting. He couldn't feel, but his muscles were tense. He couldn't think, but he wanted to kill. Remi-the-man hardly remembered the journey back to his home, though it was a constant battle. The predator in him—this ferocious killing machine—had the taste of blood on its lips and in its mouth and it wanted more more, more, more It was all the alchemist could do to force this new shape to town. Though his door didn't have a lock or even a door knob at this point, with paws instead of hands the creature gouged bloody grooves into the wood as he forced it open. Padding inside and leaving muddy and bloody paw-prints, the lion began to slowly lick the blood from its limbs. Every taste sending a horrifying tingle of pleasure down the lion's throat, and a nauseating sea of pain into Remi's mind. "N-n-n--nnn" Remi tried to say through long and sharp teeth and a tongue that felt too large for words as he thrust himself into the corner of the room. His predatory self fought the control he was trying to exert, and in a horrific display of shape-changing, Remi's body broke itself down into various parts, shifting through a disgusting array of anatomy that did not quite fit together. The process was painful and dizzying, and when he had the vocal chords for it, he cried out in pain and anguish. Wrapping human arms around his shoulders, lion's nails suddenly grew from his fingertips and bore into his skin in long stripes that bled immediately, easily tearing away the cloth of his thin shirt. Teeth flashed and the skin of Remi's lip broke. As his hips and legs changed size the fabric of his pants tore and buckled. With a roar of fury and horror, Remi's hands reached out towards the walls, becoming paws as they touched it. Sliding downwards and digging deep grooves into the wood, the newly born predator and the kindly alchemist waged war in a body that was ill-suited for the battle.   Blood trickled down his arms and legs as the predatory instincts unflinchingly sought blood, even if it was his own. Squeezing his eyes shut and seeing only her, Remi snarled, his sobs leaving his body in ragged hyperventilating bursts of hot air.