Post by calcetines on Nov 27, 2008 17:21:05 GMT -7
Angel walked down beside the lake, it was freezing outside, and she was stressing. Her eyes were bloodshot and sunken in. She was paler and thinner than normal. Angel looked as if she had just gotten over a particularly bad bout of the flu, but that wasn't the case. Full moon had been last night. Angel paused in her walk beside the lake, she would go for a swim. Her breath froze on the air, like smoke billowing from a train. She sucked in a deep breath and transformed into the tiny otter. Angel dove beneath the surface of the lake, already feeling her nerves calm. She swam as far as she could go, the broke the surface and took a breath. Angel floated on her back. At least it was dark, people would have trouble spotting an otter on the lake...