[The shadow wants to look back behind him. Realizing that he can't is... strange. Curious. He wants to go back inside the clearing, as he always does. But he can't. He can not, at this moment, choose to go back. He can not choose to do anything. A large portion of his situation has begun to sink in. If he gets further from that clearing now, from what grows inside it, that's out of his hands. As are, at this moment, most things.]
[The shadows around the wolf that had been stretching backward, toward the place he's trying to leave, settle down, relax a little. He starts pushing himself outward. Not only a thought in the werewolf's head but maybe in his chest too, his limbs. He does not know what it will feel like. He does not know, really, that it will have any effect at all.]
When I did this before, it's always been fatal.
[He'll pull back if things seem to start going that way. He'll stay away from the boy's lungs for sure, to be safe. For now he'll explore. It does not occur to him to explain what he is doing; it does not occur to him to explain that clearing, or the feeling pulling him toward it, or anything.]
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[The shadows around the wolf that had been stretching backward, toward the place he's trying to leave, settle down, relax a little. He starts pushing himself outward. Not only a thought in the werewolf's head but maybe in his chest too, his limbs. He does not know what it will feel like. He does not know, really, that it will have any effect at all.]
When I did this before, it's always been fatal.
[He'll pull back if things seem to start going that way. He'll stay away from the boy's lungs for sure, to be safe. For now he'll explore. It does not occur to him to explain what he is doing; it does not occur to him to explain that clearing, or the feeling pulling him toward it, or anything.]
Have you been possessed before?