should've asked already

She wasn’t sure if it was the way she had been tugging at her fur while grooming, willing it to grow out quicker that had contributed to the extra length she had now, or if it was something to do with the bath bomb that made all her fur fall out in the first place, but she was grateful to have it back. Her ears seemed to get bigger during the change too, more feline and flexible, topped with tufts. Modesty hardly recognised her own reflection anymore… but after spending so long with no fur at all, she wasn’t sure she could remember what it was she looked like before either.

Two furred lumps had sprouted from her skull, hooked antlers springing from their tips. It gave her great comfort to rub them against trees when they were growing in and her head had ached for what felt like an age but with summer rolling away, the worst of the discomfort had gone, and left behind a different sort of ache.

Of course she knew about the birds and the bees, her mother had held nothing back in her clinical description of where babies came from but it was still a surprise to her how different her body felt now her second year had rolled around. She paused to tug a lock of her long fur back into place before taking a deep and unsteady breath. Whatever it was she had with Gil was still new, and she was nervous about how all these changes would affect them going forward. The way her stomach summersaulted and butterflies took flight in her stomach at his smile and invitation was certainly new. She tried to not let her nerves show on her face as she smiled back. “And just what do you have there?”

”Speech”  ’Thought’