Kat was thankful for the help and together, she and Lucius were able to pull up the extra large furs. Once they were all laid out on the snow, Kat began the transformation process. It was slower this time. Terrifyingly slow. She didn't think that he had outrun the clock, but maybe she had gotten too close to the deadline and that was the issue....but....she'd been within minutes before and things had still happened normally. Now, though? Now she was struggling....
That wasn't good.
She had been transforming a lot. Maybe there was a daily quota she had never actually met? Maybe she was just tired and cold and hungry? Whatever the issue, she had a gut wrenching feeling that she wasn't going to be able to transform back and, if she did manage it, there was no guarantee she'd be able to transform back within the 48 hour window.
Gods dammit.
After an excruciating few minutes, she was finished and laid panting in the snow. Her body was hot from the pain that came from transforming and the elongation of the process made it even worse. She wasn't sure if she had been able to keep the grunts and quiet closed-mouthed screams from escaping – normally she didn't have a problem but it was also typically faster.
The cold overtook the heat soon enough and she crawled, exhausted, towards the pile of clothes and began pulling them on as fast as she could until she was a pile of oversized furs sitting in the middle of the snow.
"Sorry..." her voice carried out of the pile softly. It was impossible to even see where her face was. It was comical, really, her small frame encompassed by the clothes of an over six foot heavy-set man.