[center][h2][color=gray]Cara Osborne[/color][/h2]
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[b][u]Location;[/u][/b] Grimbold's cabin
[b][u]Interacting With;[/u][/b] N/A[/center][hr]
A heavy sigh escaped Cara's lips, dropping her spoon beside the bowl she was once having soup from. It wasn't that she didn't enjoy changing into a snake and hanging out with the group of misfits in their animal form, it's just the fact that it had been a year since she had gotten her powers yet she [i]still[/i] couldn't adjust to the no-limb situation. Cara eyed Angel as she entered the room to change into her coyote form. At least the newbie was lucky enough to have [i]four[/i] legs instead of none. She waited for Angel to leave the room, deciding to take the moment to think about who her target was.

Janet Garrison. The name sounded familiar, like a prickling at the back of her mind, but she wasn't very sure [i]where[/i] she heard it. Cara mentally flicked through a list of people from her class, crossing out each name and face as she tried narrowing down on the familar Miss Garrison.

[color=gray][i]'Ah, now I remember...'[/i][/color]

Janet was one of the many girls hidden away at the back of the lecture hall, the shy and quiet type. Possibly smart too, Cara guessed. She didn't know much about the shy classmate, other than her age - twenty one - and which dorm she lived in. It was possible for Cara to use her usual scare tactics on the girl, maybe amped up a bit just to ensure she wouldn't leave her room on Saturday. Of course, Cara didn't want to completely traumatise the girl, but there was nothing she could do about it. A job was a job.
 
Cara got up slowly as she saw Sloane coming from the direction of the room, taking it as her cue to get ready. Leaving the door partially open behind her, Cara immediately started on her clothes. One by one, articles of clothing would drop to the ground, before a naked Cara would pick it back up and make sure to fold them carefully, the coldness of the room raising goosebumps on her bare flesh. She was always peculiar about her clothes, wanting everything to be pristine and perfect. 

You could even say she was a bit of a [i]control freak[/i] when it came to looking her best.

Not that she would ever admit it out loud.

Next, Cara readied herself for her change, sitting down with her legs pressed together and her arms against her sides. It was much easier and less painful for her to do so, as the scales slowly enveloped her skin and merged her limbs to her body. Cara's height shrunk even further and her eyes changing from the brown hue to an obsidian black, her eyelids disappearing completely until she finally took on the appearance of a Mexican Black Kingsnake. 

Now was the hard part. Cara had left just enough of a gap for her to slither past, but she had to make sure she wouldn't make a fool out of herself by getting tangled into her own body while doing so. Slowly, but surely, Cara slid across the ground and towards the others, letting them know the room was empty before leaving through the front door, finding Angel waiting outside.

Cara would've smiled if she could, but she simply hissed letting the coyote know of her presence before she [i]climbed[/i] - for the lack of a better word - up Angel's body and looped herself around her neck, securing herself to the coyote's body. It was a bit of a dangerous move, but Cara would try not to strangle the newbie. Well, as long as she didn't trip over her paws and send Cara flying into the air.