Viral felt confused and unable to understand what he was feeling, especially when it was such a sudden feeling of calm taking over him. The burning in his head was beginning to die down and his mind was clearing up if slightly, even if the pain remained. Groaning at his own misfortune his ears twitched when Yumi spoke up, his eyes slowly looking up to Yumi. His pupils were still sharp but were gradually trying to focus, Yumi’s calming tone getting through to him where panic could not. Trying to find reason again he took in deep breaths, still holding his head as he looked away. It was as if he was trying to find reason behind all of this, trying to understand what was happening. Growling lowly he looked up at her again, his eyes trying to focus on her and see passed his crippling power.

T’charrl’s orbs were fully lit with powerful energy, his body practically leaking it as it altered him on the inside. Slowly trying to move away from his current place his body soon creaked and groaned, his head clouding up. Finding it hard to breathe his secondary paws slowly moved to his chest, his claws reaching out towards the orb as it pulsated with power before releasing the energy into his body in sharp bursts, signalling the start of his metamorphosis. Gasping as his whole body began to glow lightly he was soon feeling his body expand as his mind threatened to explode. Despite his struggles for the norm his body was going in the opposite direction as his shoulders and collarbone widened with muscle at first before thick course fur grew wildly like a massive mane, his spine managing to swell beyond his frame and force out some four large long flexible spines. He would had screamed if he could, he didn’t want to turn into even more of a monster and yet that was happening. Finding it hard to do anything about his changes he could only forward it, trying to force it out faster by concentrating on it. As his abdomen lost a bit of weight around his stomach his back grew more rounded, his fur continuing to disappear from the increasing bulge and making way for hardened layered skin with the spines on top.

He probably could die if something like this was interrupted so he was glad that it didn’t happen spontaneously in a fight, but even then it was frightening over what he was becoming. With a huge furry and bony mass sticking out of his back his body couldn’t hold the weight up any longer, his legs bending and shaking as he struggled. He was not given a break; his lower abdomen was growing out largely too with tail-like movement, large bony spines forming all along down it deceptively covered up with patterned fur. Struggling to keep up his legs gave in completely, his body dropping but luckily he was soon compensated as his legs strengthened and his feet widened at the base. His legs were certainly furry giving the illusion of clothing, the ends dragging on the floor behind him. Silently roaring in motion his secondary arms tensed up his claws pointing out as they very quickly grew longer and more dexterous while his arms lengthened to the point where his claws would drag naturally as he stood, his fur lengthening into a flowing motion as well. As his softer underbelly hardened into muscle a bony structure emerged like ribs forcing their way out of him, the ribs meeting with the mass on his back. Raising his main arms up above his head he stared up at them, his eyes maddened as he watched his arms lengthen and fatten up, a horrible pain coming from them before spines burst out of them and ran along the outside of his arm. With the blades emerging out of response he lowered them in pain, the blades only growing longer and thicker as they became more established with his new anatomy but unfortunately his claws also grew longer too, turning into knives themselves that he could bend.

Despite the graceful mass of fur growing out of his arms he was left pretty traumatised, his new body hardly anything that he wanted it to be. Looking down at himself for only a moment his head snapped forward, his growl turning into a toothy snarl before he moved his claws to his head, grasping onto it. The orb pulsated like a bad headache, but the headache was worse than he thought as his skull expanded with the orb, his brain increasing in mass much more rapidly than it had before. While his head was growing larger to accommodate his body his brain never expanded like this, a sudden mass of information spilling from the orb into his mind. With the orb looking like a ball sticking out of his head he slowly moved his claws up to it but was interrupted as large horn-like structures grew from his brows and formed along beside the orb, his thickened long antennae shielded by them. So much had changed with him, not even his wings had formed again as they deteriorated to form anew, but as a long horn grew from his snout and his teeth decided to take a more sabre-like route he simply collapsed forward.

Shu didn’t understand a lot that Takeshi said to him and probably wouldn’t get the answers out, especially when he didn’t know he was being insulted, “Ooh! Don’t say that or I’ll ask Yumi what some of the things you say means!” he squeaked, bouncing on his tail a little in response, “Gentle! No bad things…slidey and slippy!” He couldn’t hold the dish very well he soon found out, the way he used his hands not suited for holding a plate nevermind a sponge. His knuckles scraped along the plate too, tilting his head as if thinking it would cause his hand to tilt the right way. He wasn’t very good at holding stuff, his knuckles were constantly tilted inwards due to growing up using them that way so it was natural for him. Staring at the plate as if checking to see if it was okay he ran it under the water and moved to put it away with the others, dragging soap to it and nodding at his work, “I did it! I think…” he spoke, staring at it curiously. He didn’t get all the dirt off it apparently after looking at it, making him feel a little sad. He was sure he got all of it but maybe the way he held the sponge didn’t help much. Staring at it he soon squeaked when Takeshi spoke up again, looking off to him before shaking his head, “That’s mean! He says he doesn’t sleep as much as we do”, he spoke up, knowing he’d feel guilty for interrupting his rare sleep, “We can still find him, but not scare him if he’s sleeping…I mean, he went away awfully quickly after training so I don’t think he wanted to be up much longer. I hope he’s okay…”