Loss

Bear stared into the mirror, silent. Her reflection stared back, seemingly mocking her. She was taking in her new appearance for the first time and she-

She hates it.

She failed to hold back her feelings of disgust and wrongness that overcame her. She looked, she looked-

Not like a Druid.

And that frightened her.

All the traits, all the traits! That made her look more and more like a Druid? Gone. Gone or buried underneath all these new ones to the point where they might as well not even be there.

Her arm Fins, a trait she was so proud to acquire because  it made her look even more like a druid, (̶͐͜Ë̴͕́v̶̛͉ȇ̶͕n̷͇͝ ̸͎̓m̸̳͘ơ̸͔r̵̩͌ę̶̊ ̴͈̔ḽ̶̾i̴̠̔ǩ̸̖e̷̜͑ ̴̥͊t̶͈̾h̴̩̋ẹ̴̕ ̴̺̉s̵͔̅ú̵̻b̵̡̄ŝ̷͜p̷̝͂e̴̯͗č̵̭į̴͌é̶̱s̶̳̿ ̶̼͝s̸͉̊h̴̜̆ȅ̴ͅ ̶̘̾f̶̩́a̷̗̅i̵̧͋l̵͖͊ë̴̞d̷̅ͅ ̷̥͝t̸̜̉ö̶̜ ̸̱͒b̸̦̍e̵͕̓ ̸̠̅b̴̯͗o̴͍̔r̶̯̀ñ̶͖ ̴̖̉ā̸̻ṡ̸̠,̵̙͗ ̷̢̓t̷͈̂h̴̨̽ẹ̷̊ ̸̦̿s̴͉̽p̸̺̊e̴͕͗ċ̷̦i̸̟̊e̸̢̍s̶͖͝ ̷͓̉h̵͍̚e̴̲͑r̴̟͠ ̵̫̄e̸͎̅n̸͍̈́t̷̻̆ḭ̴͠r̴̫͆e̸͕͝ ̵͎̓f̷̰͂ā̸̢m̵͇̂i̴̧̐l̴̙̚y̴̳̐ ̶̡̾ŵ̸͇a̵̼͝s̵̬̀ ̷̫̅b̷̰̚ū̴̩t̶̲̒ ̷͙̑H̸̨͠Ȩ̸͘R̷̳͌)̴̪̓

Are just completely gone now. Gone and replaced with this, this flesh cape?!

D̷̛͍î̴͙s̸͓͠ǵ̶͙ũ̷̺s̵̯͌t̸̲̒ī̸̢n̵̤͌g̴͕̿

H̷͔́e̴̬͋r̸̬̒ ̵̗́s̷̛̲o̶̢̒l̶̚ ̷͍̇ả̸̺n̵̹̔d̴̰̂ ̸̮͋ḻ̷́u̸̢̿n̶̎ͅe̶͎̒ ̵̡̈w̵̨̐o̵̳͋u̷̢̾l̴͙̈́d̴͉̉ ̶͘ͅb̷̠̏e̶̿ͅ ̴͗ͅs̵̭̉ọ̷̎ ̵̿͜ḑ̵̾i̶̝̽s̶̜̆ĝ̷̢ũ̴̙s̴̗̽t̴̘̽é̶̱d̸̒ͅ ̶͔̎ḭ̵͠f̶̩͊ ̸̥͂t̸̜̀ẖ̵͑ȩ̵̈́y̴̞̒ ̶̪̆ś̵̟ḁ̵̓ẘ̵͜ ̸̜͗h̸̙͝e̸̼̎r̴̼̒ ̶͔̽n̷͇̐ŏ̶̳w̵̜̕

She shuddered. She could almost hear them now.

Ę̶͐ư̸͍̏g̵̜̒̎ẖ̶̤̎̅ ̵̡̹̓͌i̶͙̹̐t̷̠͖͌͝'̵̬͝s̴͍̔̕ ̶̳̞̃n̸͚̬̄ǫ̷̛͚̒t̸̠͍́̆ ̴͍̳͐e̸̗͘n̸͖͚̅́ǫ̶͂u̶̙̲͠͝g̵̖̾͋ḥ̷̋̋ ̷̡̤̃̋ṭ̴̈́h̷͖͍̑̚a̸͙͒̕ṯ̸̓͒ ̶̰͕͂̀y̸̺̿ǒ̴̧̱ū̷̥͖ ̷̬͐a̴̞̫͑r̴̡̀͠ë̷͜n̶̯͙̾'̴͖̀ẗ̷͎́ ̷̤̿̎a̷̼͇͌ ̶̤̤͗D̶̈́͛ͅr̷̬̺̎̈u̶̗͋́ị̴͕̓d̵̥̠̃,̵̡̄͛ ̷̨̣̏n̵͕͐ò̷̫w̵̮̱̑̕ ̷͚̿͝ý̵̬͌ò̵̦͂u̴͍̳̎͑ ̶͈͊d̷̙͒͝o̸̭̕ṋ̸͉̎'̶̼͑̎t̸̞͈͐̇ ̸̻̼̂͛ḙ̴̠̈́v̶̳̻̎͛e̷̥̋ͅņ̵̅̉ ̸͓͝l̴̲̍o̸̗͝ơ̸͔͈͆k̶͇̆ ̴͎̈̂l̶͇͚̀̕i̶͎̇k̸͈̓̐e̴̢̛͓̾ ̷̧͋u̸̯͂͝ ̸͖̖̄c̴͙̈́o̵͎̰̿̋ǔ̵͇̥͂l̷̝̯̊̀d̸͖̽͛ͅ ̶̹̔̄b̵̩̓ȩ̷̜̿͝ ̷͈͋o̷̫̎̚n̷͉͛͘e̸͈͋!̵̫͋̄"̵̫͈̎

She felt tears gather in her eyes that she struggled to hold back. The urge to break the mirror never felt so strong.

"̷̬́͛O̷͚̦̍͘ḧ̷̟̰̈ ̵̮͈̒[̸̪̑̌͜R̶̨̝̔͋e̶̺͔̽d̴̢̿ä̷̦́c̶̹̋̃t̶̠̓́ē̷͙d̸͇̜̈́́]̵̨̣͋̊ ̸̫̫̏͘h̴͍͗̑͜o̴̫͊ẅ̷̡̘́ ̷͕̀͛ḍ̵̰̉í̴̖s̶̩̉ǎ̸̟̫p̴̛͓͗p̵̧͝o̸͕͊̎i̵̥̮͐͘ṇ̴̼͛̏t̸̛͙͒i̵̢͛̾n̵̬̳̿̌g̷͓̩̕.̸̨̼̕͠.̸̱͚͘.̸̱̾̈́

She placed her head in her claws and s̵̟̻̙̟̾̂̇̚ì̸̠̎͝l̶͆͠ͅḙ̶̼͍͕̾̾̚͝n̶̹͚͐̈́͒̇t̸̟͉̗̪̊l̶̛̞̘̐̆́ȳ̷̛̘ cried. All alone on the cold bathroom sink. Lamenting over her lost traits and her horrible new appearance.

‘I'm sorry, I'm so sorry…’

End~