IN MY BONES. IN MY JAWS.

Have to pull back a bit again.

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I can feel my prey drive being pinged, oopsies.

I hate thissssss. First night genuinely felt like sleeping on the edge of a huge canyon, just this wide open void ready to swallow me if I step wrong. And now I’ve made exact same mistake I did the first time, but even more embarrassing because it really was my fault because I wasn’t paying attention. 

No more humans after this. No more day-people. I’ve had enough.

It can be a beautiful thing, but by God, it isn’t cheap. I feel like I’m being strangled right now. Got me by my throat and hair and ribs.

A reminder: they are in my teeth, not the other way around.

Shifted while driving to check on a house and was just snarling and growling and snapping at nothing going down the freeway, so yes, this certainly is a year already.

Opening to it. Accepting it. Letting it radiate through me and exit me, leaving the required paths open behind it. All this is necessary and natural. It is part of the power. It is nothing to be regretted or feared.

This is part of the power, the other side of the radiance. I accept it. I understand it. I embrace it.

I feel it. I recognize it. I accept it. I understand that it is a gift, part of the wellspring of my power.