Later on A Few Hours After I Remembered That I'm Not A Wild Animal
'Kay.
Not that bad.
I mean, Shand'do tried to metaphorically strangled me for being a complete idiot (which, I admit, I was), really I got off easy. I only got one of her famous death glares and a rather long and embarrassing lecture on how I was one of the dumbest students she's ever had the misfortune to train.
Mild. Like I said.
Anywho during that time Jack invited Shand'do to continue her lecture while we ate dinner in Aranas's half-way house/laboratory/worgen watching base-thing… And now Jack will never let me live that down. I think he even managed to write the whole thing down. How? No idea, considering he was laughing so hard tears were streaming down his face. Yeah, laugh it up chuckles, I'll get you back.
BUT that wasn't the best thing to happen. Okay, getting chewed out by your teacher isn't all that great but the way… okay.
So Shand'do Celestine is amazing, I think I already stated that. But one thing that I think I might have let out is that she takes personal offence if one of her students does something so insurmountably stupid (like getting bit by a worgen and then going on a suicide mission) that she trains us to the bone. Which I'm okay with.
Sense of normalcy and all that.
Keep getting sidetracked.
She taught me how to speak with the Spirits and make a contract to use their forms! And first up, drum roll please… My cat form! It's so exciting! AnD IM SO PRETTY! :DDDDD
I'm so happy right now.
Also going to allow myself to get sidetracked for one more second: I've noticed that I'm not bothered being a Worgen. But I have noticed the worgen that the warriors, priest and warlock trainees are super fidgety, they HATE being a worgen. The hunters seem fine though. Maybe it's because were closer to nature or something like that. I don't know.
Anyways.
Continuing.
I spoke with Gwen, excuse me, Mayor Gwen (lol), to see if she could give me a few more puzzle pieces to play with…
This is… where it gets hard.
Three more worgen burst through the church windows the second I begin to turn, some more must have rushed the entrance. Screams of terror and orders were echoing loud enough to shake the rafters. It was chaos. When I changed… When I changed I bit I just went after the person closest to me, the single survivor had said. I-I don't remember though. I don't remember her face. It's… It's just a blank.
Something comes after though. The nagging feeling won't go away… I learned a long time ago to trust my gut and it hasn't proven me wrong yet.
Something's coming.
I just can't remember what it is…