Onyx
I launched myself from the bushes, ready to attack the figure that was approaching me. My teeth were bared, ready to clamp down as soon as I landed.
There was an explosion of pain in my ribs and I was sent flying backward. I crashed down onto the bushes and slid several feet in the dirt. As I slid, my fur gave way to flesh which scraped painfully on the ground.
Something had forced me to shift back into my normal form.
There was a loud, high pitched tone ringing in my ears. When I tried to move, pain lanced through my limbs. I groaned and tried in vain to lift my head.
I needed to shift back. I needed to attack. Every time I tried to initiate the shift, red hot pain filled my chest. I had never felt anything like this before. It felt like I couldn’t breathe.
What the hell just happened?