WoF:Feathers
From Create Your Own Story
War of Fur ->
You run your hand through your feathers. Some of them are crinkled or split, it's been a long time since they were last washed. Have you really been out that long? The voices outside the door pick up again, this time raised in arguement, and a creak of the floorboards as they step closer. You look down at your body again. Damn, you're really out of it, you can't even remember your gender without a reminder.
You've got:
