FIGHT OR FLIGHT // new body

Disjointed and disconnected. The fact that Aphra had changed shape phased her a bit. She had done the same although it had not been a willful change. It had happened because she had but herself in danger. One body shutting down and her soul had wanted to survive through it. In a different form. So she had taken one and it had been a sharp fight for which soul would win. She had won of course. It had only been natural she supposed. Here the leopardesd stood and stared at Aphra. Trying to piece together the dots. She could do this willingly, she could take whatever and whoever she wanted. A small smile pulled at her muzzle because this mean that so could she. She could take whoever she wanted and she could make sure that their minds belonged to her. It was absolute control at it's finest. And she was pleased to find this out because that meant the same for the Kingpin.

The leopardess has this power and she would damn well use it. To whatever degree she could. Her tail flicked through the air as she made her way over, lifting her head up a bit. "I can agree it is a beautiful body. I simply adore it Aphra." Though a part of her found dragons simply nuisances, not intimidating. She had fought against them too many times to care or feel threatened. When Arvid spoke she chuckled gently. "Dragons are weird. Some breathe fire, lava, electricity, ice.... They are very attuned to elements."