05 - On the Road Again

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[Ragnar appears from straight off of the Wild Road, bursting through a little twist of gray light and onto the plane. Like Cy, he bears some small resemblance to a modern big cat, but honestly not much of one. He's easily more than twice her form's size. At the moment of his arrival he's fifteen feet long from nose to tail tip, built more like a leggy bear than a cat. An ocean of black fur, limed with quickly melting frost, shifts and ruffles over muscle. He raises his massive, blocky head and opens his mouth to taste the air, displaying the teeth that poke out from under his lips even while his mouth is closed. The rope of his tail lashes around his back legs. Time and heat roll off of him like musky fog.

He takes a few steps forward, diminishing from fifteen feet to twelve, his eyes going from completely feral to intelligent, though still wild. He looks down at himself. Takes another few experimental steps, looks down at himself again. He sits.]

I would call this strange indeed. [His voice is an avalanche compared its normal rumble.] I would call it quite unnatural. It has never lasted so long before.