I scrambled from my burrow and sniffed. Humans. They were almost out of the forest—time was short.
Focus. Sprout fur all over. Shrink the claws, stretch the ears. Dim the flames in my eyes.
I trotted into their path.
“What's it doing here?”
I whined. I knew how to melt them, with my new gentle, helpless eyes....
“Aww. We're taking it home with us.” It scooped me up, and we moved on.
I shivered as we passed the boundary of the forest, that I had so long been forbidden to cross by myself.
I was finally getting out.
Trifecta 107, 107 words!