“My God, auntie was right!” Ashley gasped, inspecting her taloned wing arms with an amazed look in her vulpine eyes. She looked down her ruddy muzzle at her wolf legs and tail, at her flicking forked tongue, and her massively muscled body, covered from the waist up in light brown fur.
Nathan cocked his head in confusion. “Auntie?”
Ashley nodded slowly. “She was-s-s a s-s-shaman, and a werevixen. She told me I had s-s-some powerful totems-s-s within me.”
Morgan stepped forward. “How do you feel?”
“I…I’m not s-s-sure yet. I feel…” She merely shrugged her broad shoulders.
The Pagan tigress placed a paw on Ashley’s wing. “Search your feelings.”
Ashley closed her fox eyes, and concentrated.
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