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Shapeshift - Chapter 1

Twig had only arrived in Common recently, but he already has a goal and he knows exactly what he’s in Common for. At least, he thinks that he knows. It’s kind of hazy. Something about a cat and seeking out a person? He doesn’t truly know. He knows the basics.

What he does know is that seeing two people chasing a pale blue cat through the street isn’t exactly normal. Especially not when it has a key around its neck. What kind of town…?

“Oi! Why the hell are you chasing that cat?!” Aaaand that was a mistake. The cat pauses, before running towards him. “Wh- huh?”

Oh dear. Now the two people are facing him. “Listen, we don’t want trouble. Give us the cat.”

The cat hisses, hiding behind Twig’s legs with a lashing tail. Seeing this reaction, he shakes his head.

“Leave the poor thing alone. You’re scaring it.”

The taller one, a pale woman with long, curly hair, crosses her arms and raises an eyebrow. “Then give us the key.”

“No! Whoever put this key on them doesn’t want it taken.”

“You’re not from Common, are you? Just give us the key and we’ll leave you be.”

“No thanks. I said no, what, three times now?”

He scoops the cat up, and runs off, holding it close. He ends up with a few claw marks to the face, but he doesn’t drop it, nor does he stop running, not until he’s certain that he’s lost them.

The moment he knows that he’s lost them, he flops against the nearest building and sets the cat down gently. The cat stares at him for a moment before running off, but he doesn’t chase it, he just watches it go with a soft smile.

When Mourning stops running, she’s made it back to their house. He stares down at his paws, before shapeshifting back into her regular form. They take the key off their neck and enter the house, making sure to lock the door behind her before flopping down on the couch.

“That demidog was… interesting.”