The Kuhna scrabbled up out of the dock water, bedraggled, coughing and spluttering. Her ship had completely run ashore, cargo and all and her crew was probably well and truly dead at this point. Fiora however, was alive. That's all that should have mattered. The kuhna felt a pang of guilt, looking back at the ocean, for all her dead friends but she knew she couldn't dwell on it. Her pursuers would have suffered their own losses however, they had been setback and they would wait for not and lick their wounds.
Fiora took a deep sigh, pushing oxygen back into her body and glanced around the docks, taking in her situation. "Well well girl. What do we intend to do now." She pondered, weighing up her options. "I suppose fixing myself up and getting a bath would be a step in the right direction, now wouldn't it."
Getting my Mirror Kuhna fixed.
Lineage: None.
Base Swap: Generation Flirty Smile
Physical Alteration: Hair #391f15
Physical Alteration: Toes #ffe7cd
Physical Alteration: Ear fluff #ffe7cd
Physical Alteration: Ancient Wings. Webbing #529ee4, arms #391f15
Physical Alteration: Eye color #529ee4
[Transformation complete!]