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Rand blinked, looked down at the little creature. She wasn't sure what to think of it, or even what to do with it now that she had it. She stood up, helped pull Pheaura to her feet. "you did q very good job. This is what I have been seeing in my dreams."

The Foxsquirrel, with it's sharp little claws, ran up her pant leg and took a post on her shoulder. It startled Rand, made her jump, but she petted it, and it accepted her hand. "It's like he already knows what I want him to do, though he's certainly not an empath."

She put a hand to her head, she felt really wierd, and head rush hit her. She fell backwards and stuck out a hand to catch her fall, only to cut it on the discarded athume. She was not concerned until she looked at her slightly injured hand. Something red and liquidy was spilling from her hand.

She screamed. "what the hell is that?!"

Pheaura exmined the hand. "My theory is that Cym's beast nature is bringing out yours. I am surprised Rand looks more like neko-gin. I really would ahve thought she would have gained wings and a peckish appitite." She continued to examine the hand. "I wouldn't worry too much right now. I would be more concerned with other things around here. Like Taig. I still have to find him. However, if it gets worse then I'll worry."

Pheaura nodded to everyone. "I need some sleep sometime. I apologize for teh hastey leave." She silently makes her way back to her room with a lot on her mind. But as soon as she hits the bed she falls into a deep sleep.

Very concerned now, Rand tore off her top, not caring that she was once again almost nude in front og people. She looked at her void, and almost fainted.

Inside the void that had once been nothing but a hole straigh through her chest...a heart had grown. Viens sproutted from it, seemd to be holding the beating muslce in the middle of the hole. She was no longer cold.

Rand was speachless. She never in her wildest dreams ever thought that she would gain herself a heart. She sat on the bed, the foxsquirrel chittered in her ear, so she petted it.

"I'm ah....I have a..." She swollowed.....her conduit was still very much there..but how would a heart being in the way effect things?

"We will take that burden on ourselves. we will tell her what we did, and see her reaction. We hope this does not ruin things between everyone."

His voice was quiet, soft. he was responsible for partially turning Elias into a snake, and for altering Raven's flesh. not that he didn't like Raven's new look. but the consequences were becoming larger. he woudl certainly get blamed for doing this on purpose, to make elias less human and less attractive to her. she would hate him...and if she cast elias away for his new..evolution..elias woudl certainly turn on his 'brother' as well.

he looked at his own claws.

why would we begrudge you a human mate?

Had part of him known this might be a result? some unconcious sliver in his mind, striking back at nailah for choosing the man over a vah? No. he'd done it to have a family again. one that had bonds stronger than just packmate. though not bound by blood, they were bound in spirit. He decided to distract himself by moving to his rack of herbs and spices, pulling some off and starting a tea on one of the skulls.

"would anyone like some tea. we'll make a nice soothing one."

thornapple, mint, and cherry leaves thrown in the water to distill thier flavors into the water...and he sat, tail coiling about his waist.

Elias merely shook his head at the things that Cymarron both had said and thought. "We are bothers now, my dear Cymarron, if Naliah cannot accept what we both have chosen to do, something that nedded to be done for the betterment of this family, then so be it. But I will not have my bother fall for something that I did of my own free will. And remember Cymarron I was snake long beofre I came to thins manor, it is only until I know that I have chossen to show it." Elia said as he placed one massive hand on the man's shoulder. Elias lifted Raven up, she was as light as a feather. "I like the change my sister, the fangs are a nive tongue/" Elias smiled as he showcase his won fangs. "I must bid you all a fond adeui, my daughter does not like to sleep alone.:" he said with a bow to his family and made his back towards the manor.

She thought a moment, she was certainly surprised by the new changes. She laughed and threw her arms around Cymarron's neck, scaring her foxsquirrel.

"Cymarron, I don't think a better thing could have happned to me." She sqeazed tight, and purred. "I mean look at me! My wounds are all healed, and I must look pretty neat now, eh? The tail will take a bit of getting used to, but I like these changes. They've made me more like the people I admire."

"i haven't met Nailah yet, but I don't see why she would hate you. You have done nothing that your brother and sister haven't approved of. And Cymarron, you've helped me more than you can ever know. I mean look, I'm smiling, I'm happy, and I'm warm. I have never been any of those things before."

Rand smiled. She had never considered herself attractive, but to be honest she had never thought herself as ugly either. She stood up, found a new shirt and slipped it over her head. She twisted her back to get a good look at her back end. "You know, i'm going to have to alter every pair of pants that I get to acomidate this tail, not that I buy much clothing." Her tail curled and uncurled and seemed to Rand to have a mind of it's own, wich made it hard to believe that she could train it.

She looked around, looked back on everything that had happned. It seemed that her entire being had changed since she came to the manor. She liked it, she liked it alot.

"You look pretty good yourself, Bright Eyes." She was about to say "to this human" But she was never human in the first place, but she was hardley just a confuit either. She'd have to re-think that one. The foxsquirrel chittered, but did not demand attention, he was content to sit on her shoulder for now.

She giggled. The first time in her life she can ever rember giggling. "A tail doesn't need clothing. I just have to cut holes in my pants to make room for it."

She didn't see how Cymarron was an outcast, but then she had never met a Vah before. She concentrated a bit, and did manage to get her tail around her own mug, even carry it back with her to sit beside Cymarron. But she couldn't bring it to her lips, she just dropped it. She managed to catch it, with her new cat-like reflexes, before it hit the ground. "I guess it will take a while to build up my tail muscle."

She sipped at her tea, using her hands this time. "Kisshy was a lucky vah, then." She wondered what it would be like to be a vah then, wondered if life as one was hard. She figured it must be, as all life is hard.

She gave her foxsquirril a pet. "I still need a name for this guy, but I'm afraid I'm no good at names."