A pulse of warm energy rolled through her bones, starting low in her spine and then began spreading upward.
Thep gasped, her back arching gently as something in her shifted. It was not a full shift, not even close, but a pull. A slight tug, and she could feel her wolf reaching into her skin
Thin wisps of silver-white fur shimmered up her arms first, looking very delicate and soft. Then, Theo's breath hitched as the strands thickened, then began curling and weaving, then beaded themselves into a smooth, pelt that clung to her skin like fabric.
More fur pooled over her chest, folding across her body and took the form of a furry shirt.
Her legs tingled as the silver fur swept downward, spiralling around her thighs and calves until pants formed too.
By the time it settled, she was covered from shoulder to ankle in a silvery-white outfit that shimmered faintly in the sunlight.
Theo stared down at herself, her mouth falling open.
