Kaleeth took her seat right next to Janius on the couch, which forced Julan to come into view. Although, he stayed quite close to his mother and sat down on the other side of her. The time to hide the fact that he was afraid was long-past, though that did not stop him from trying regardless. He tried to keep his expression neutral, which, if it was successful, would likely only happen if Remus was not experienced in dealing with Argonian expressions. 

“I am sure there is quite a lot for everyone to say.” Kaleeth commented. “Hopefully, we can all end up better for it. I can answer anything you want to know about me, if you’re curious.” 

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“Hmm, I believe a demonstration would convey it best.” Meesei responded with a tone that could be seen as excited. It was rare that Meesei had the occasion to ‘show-off’, and she had to admit, at least to herself, that she was looking forward to it. Her pack and members of her clan had come to expect her magical prowess, but Lunise was one of the few people that Meesei interacted with who might genuinely be surprised by it. She certainly had enough magical and historical knowledge to be able to appreciate what Meesei was about to demonstrate. 

Meesei stood up to her feet, then proceeded to strip down in preparation for a transformation. She pulled her dress up over her head to keep it from touching the sand, then meticulously folded it and placed it down gently next to her shoes in order to keep as much sand out of it as possible. Previously, Meesei had always worn either city clothes or thick winter cloaks in her meetings with Lunise, so this was the first time that Lunise would have been able to see her actual physique. Despite being a mage, Meesei looked like a hardened warrior, though because of her own healing abilities, she did not show the scars that she otherwise would have picked up over the years. Even though she was over forty years of age, she still looked like she could be in her prime. Or at least that her prime was not too far past. 

Meesei began her transformation, which, if Lunise had ever witnessed one before, would seem far more controlled than what she had likely seen. The average lycan transformation was somewhat gruesome, and usually showed at least some small signs of a struggle with reigning in a beast spirit. However, Meesei looked calm, even as her body was contorting into its new form. As Champion, Meesei was certainly the largest werewolf that Lunise had seen in person. She towered over Lunise, and she looked strong enough to rip open a metal suit with her bare hands. It could have been intimidating, if that was what Meesei had intended. However, the other detail that set Meesei apart from the average lycan was the depth of her control. She had not exaggerated when she told Lunise that she could control her lycan form in just the same way as her normal body. All of the subtle, non-verbal language that was usually absent in a werewolf was readily visible in Meesei. The way she stood and walked, the small details in her facial expressions, they were all just as distinct as in her Argonian form, particularly since her facial structure was not exceptionally different to the normal shape of her skull. If anything, Meesei now had more tools with which to convey her emotions, since she now had ears that she could move like those of a dog. 

Overall, Meesei could make her otherwise imposing werewolf form strangely approachable. It was as if she was just a larger, furry version of herself. She stepped up to Lunise, kneeling down next to where Lunise was sitting and held out her much larger hand between them. “Obviously, I am much more powerful in this form, physically. And because of my Ring, I give up nothing of my mind to take on this form. For the Champion, this form has…almost had no downsides. Were I not a mage, I would almost always have fought in this form, but I have to give up so many of my capabilities in order to access this power.”

Again, Meesei’s smile widened. This time, it exposed a maw filled with even larger, sharper teeth, but Meesei could still keep her expression more friendly than threatening. Suddenly, lightning started to spark between Meesei’s massive claws, and Lunise would be able to feel the unmistakable charge of magicka in the air. For one as educated on lycantropy as Lunise, it was something that should have been completely impossible. 

“Until now.” She grinned.