Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160820182648/@comment-28530195-20160829051048

Xena tries to shrug in her primal form, but ends up failing.

Xena: grunts(not particularly, but that one tried to attack me...it's still alive inside me, I can spit her out if you want.) she offers.

I take a single look at the revulsion at Asja's face "Xena...spit the dog out at the sheil so she can be manamoified." I tell her.

She nods and heads over to the sheild and ends up vomiting the Werewolf into the sheild, turning her back into a manamo. She reverts back to manamo-form and inspects her formers meal. "Al-right...no phy-si-cal harm..." she decides, and waits by the sheild.. Odlly, Xena herself seems to be affected by the sheils, becoming slightly smaller, and more feminene.

I sheepishly smile at Asja. "Sorry about her...she's a bit of a loose cannon." I explain as I apolgize