when i said that i'd return to you ; changes ; i meant more like a relapse

[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 530px; min-height: 9px; font-family:; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; padding: 20px"]Bastillepaw and Lunafreya were the first ones to witness what she had become. The pair seemed joined at the hip after Luna's capture, so she wasn't surprised to see them together. At their questions, her voice failed. She was stuck so far into her own head that their words barely even registered.

After a few moments of senseless and almost inaudible mutterings, she shook her head. "What the fuck does it look like?" she almost snarled to Bastille. The regret was instant. Her eyes widened, and she shook her head a few more times. "No, I didn't - I'm sorry. I'm just so unbelievably stressed out right now. This is absolute bullshit." Her jet-black claws scored the earth beneath her, but she didn't feel much better.

She looked then to Luna, who had not recognized her. "Luna, it's me. Suiteheart. I'm sorry if I scared you." A deep frown painted her snowy features. How had this happened, she wanted to ask them. She knew there was no way either of them could know the answer, so she remained silent. Neither of them had the ability to change her back, so there was no point in wasting her breath. Instead, she would just stew in anger.