extreme makeover

Relief and concern crashed into her in equal waves as Sirius arrived and caution held her back from a normal greeting. Last time crystals were involved, the infection had spread through the pack at such a rate the healers didn’t have a chance of keeping up. Until she wrapped her head around the ones that had taken root beneath her eyes and in the thick fur around her neck, she would have to keep her distance.

When her leader barked his question, she spun in a circle again, trying to catch a look at herself. She really didn’t look the same at all, and she could even swear she’d had to crane her neck further back to look the massive leader in the eye. “I know I don’ really look’r smell like m’self right now but I reckon m’ voice is still the same.” Her head tilted and she gave a nervous smile. “Do I look as bad as I think I do?”

“Speech”