#ratgirl

If you could see it from the front, wait ‘til you see it from the back, back, back, back, back

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She couldn’t believe she lost her favorite necklace down a storm drain and actually had to pry up a manhole to go find it. She had no desire to be wandering around a sewer and ruining a good pair of shoes and pants. The necklace was a family heirloom and she was not about to abandon it. She spent a good fifteen minuets looking for it before she spotted something shiny in the muck. As she reached down to pick it up she felt something bite her hand, She reached back in pain, swearing under her breath and pulling out her phone to use its light to get a better view. A large rat sat on the necklace and her looked rather hostile, but she pushed it away with her foot and it scampered off.

“Damn rat, now I’m gonna have to get a rabies shot or something…” She cleaned the necklace on her pant leg and stuffed it into her pocket. “Okay time to get out of this sewer.” She started walking back to the manhole, but for some reason she could find it. It was over an hour before she realized that someone had put the cover back on, and another hour until she found it and pushed it loose enough to leave.

Tired, dirty and in a bad mood, she stomped back home. Today was turning into a terrible day. She had been stuck in a sewer all afternoon, bitten by a rat, she smelled bad, and now her ears and nose hurt. As she walked into her bedroom to take off her jacket and get ready to shower herself clean she caught her reflection in the mirror. Her ears were huge, round and protruding from the upper sides of her head much like a rodent’s. Her nose had started to grow in size, becoming longer and turning pink at it’s end. Below that her mouth sported a rather long pair of incisors and she couldn’t even keep them hidden with her mouth closed. The only change she didn’t notice was that of the necklace. Deep within her coat pocket it glowed with an eerie greenish light, it’s magic slowly changing her. She took her jacket off thankfully and she stopped turning into a rat, but she still had no idea how she had changed, or how to turn back. Or that the necklace was an heirloom passed down from a distant relative who dabbled in the arcane and was a shapeshifter. The necklace’s magic had allowed her to become a shapshifrter too, but she had no idea that she possessed this power or how to control it.