Vaekra's body shook and the bones protruding from her finally receded. The process was slow, and somewhat labored, but without Sylas' threat, she was able to focus on it.
As for the others in the region… she didn't take them serious in the slightest.
When the bones were forced back into her body, her skin shuddered and a slight moan left her lips. She looked toward the skies, the bits and pieces of her ragged beast fur clothing barely holding on.
The feeling of evolution came with euphoria that could hardly be put into words. Sylas had experienced it several times now, and Vaekra was no different.
Slowly, the goosebumps on her body receded and the light of lust in her eyes faded as well.
Then, her new form was bared to the world.
Her black hair became an ashen white that matched her skin, her brown eyes becoming a subtle grey color.