Keysean's roar faltered along with his charge. His eyes cleared to see a doppleganger in the guise of Barteriyud standing over him. In its hand was a branch of some plant with hooded, milky-blue flowers.
Keysean eyed it, frightened to come near enough for contact. He tried to growl, but it died in his throat.
"Wolf's bane...easily attainted by a druid," said Barteriyud, pleased, the smile still plastered to his lips. "Apparently it works on silly little kitties as well."
Barteriyud tapped it against Keysean's forehead, and the bitter sap of it dropped onto his fur. Keysean mewled and began to shift uncontrollably. In a moment, he was but a kitten on the floor.
"Well now, aren't you a cute little guy." Barteriyud's smile crept wider. "And lucky for you, you are in a very good position r
