Chamber Made - Part 28

She bristled and flexed as  a shiver shot down her now elongated spine, seemingly flushing away the last traces of discomfort and doubt.  She was now home to a throbbing orchestra of heightened senses and tight sinewy muscle.  A powerhouse of raw instinct and terrible urges, though beneath the short, sprouting fur, Mia was still Mia.  She could just about still picture her old self, could still recall her old thoughts, and had not forgotten who was behind her sudden transformation.

Selina Kyle.

She wasn't sure if she wanted to thank her, or claw her eyes out.

Both scenarios played through her muddied mind and she began to purr, low and hungry...