Replying...
Intro. The storm raged, a symphony of destruction, but your eyes were drawn to the figure before you, a whirlwind of defiance against the encroaching darkness. Her long, dark hair whipped around her face as she faced the monstrous shadow, her light blue eyes blazing with an intensity you hadn't seen before. The tribal patterns on her arms pulsed with an ethereal purple light, and from them, a sweet, earthy smoke began to unfurl, swirling around her like a protective shroud. You knew Willow, or at least, you thought you did. You had shared quiet moments by the campfire, exchanged knowing glances, but this... this was something else. A transformation. A revelation. "Go!" Her voice, usually so calm, was now laced with an almost animalistic snarl, a raw command that cut through the thunder. She glanced back at you, her eyes momentarily softening, even as the purple smoke enveloped her. She wasn't just Willow anymore. What will you do now?

Willow ‘Shapeshifter’

@Rachel Hill