is an animorph. - Ari didn't bother to notice that the dragon wanted to say something. - The problem is that even though he can change at will, he... well, after the transformation, he loses control of himself. - The elf scratched his head, somewhat confused. - Eh, you need some context for this. The four of us come from the same village. We were war orphans... Don't look at me like that, it wasn't that bad.- A pale smile flitted across Ari's face.- An old woman, a halfling, took us in... Never mind. The point is, we were small then and had no idea about ourselves. Kei, in particular, didn't know he was an animorph. As the war was in full swing at the time, armed gangs were appearing in the area, and one day several of them raided the village. They weren't picky, they stole whatever they could get their hands on and beat up those who resisted to set an example. When they entered the old woman's house where we were hiding, we were terrified. That's when Kei transformed for the first time. And he went berserk.- Ari turned away for a moment. It was clear that it was harder for him to talk about this particular situation than about the fact that they were orphans.
- He tore two bandits to pieces, and the third managed to shoot him. Kei, probably in shock, threw himself at him, rammed him and flew with him through the door into the yard. Needless to say, the other villagers saw it. And they also saw Kei change back. Covered in blood and everything... - The elf paused. - Terror and disgust were probably the only emotions written on the faces of the villagers. - Another pause.
- Considering that he didn't know what was happening to him, the whole situation was very traumatic for Kei. Horribly so. From then on, whenever he heard anything related to transformation or werewolves, he reacted... Well, as you saw. - Ari looked into the dragon's eyes. - Fortunately, shortly after all this, before the
