Stacia grew up in a temperate rainforest, which means that when she thinks "storm", she thinks of rain. She thinks of lightning, and thunder, and the whooshing of winds. But this? The only thing this has is wind, and the wind is turning this furnace into a sandblaster. In short, it's bullshit and she does not like it.
At least she has fur to protect her from the extreme exfoliation. She shifts into Hispo and turns herself broadside to the wind, to provide some cover for those who don't.
Time to huddle up beside wolf the size of a pony, you lucky son of a gun! Because if you don't she'll drag you over herself.
when the wind's from the east
Stacia grew up in a temperate rainforest, which means that when she thinks "storm", she thinks of rain. She thinks of lightning, and thunder, and the whooshing of winds. But this? The only thing this has is wind, and the wind is turning this furnace into a sandblaster. In short, it's bullshit and she does not like it.
At least she has fur to protect her from the extreme exfoliation. She shifts into Hispo and turns herself broadside to the wind, to provide some cover for those who don't.
Time to huddle up beside wolf the size of a pony, you lucky son of a gun! Because if you don't she'll drag you over herself.