While Abby was busy looking for help, PC was trying to get a grip on her own situation. Being the smallest cub but the one with the most experience, she was torn between what was happening to her friends and what she knew she wanted.
PC was a naturalist sort of cub, and she knew who she'd been, but all the same, the temptation to just give in and be a cub was greater for her than for anyone else. Sitting naked in the grass, the young female lion looked up into the sky. She didn't even notice the subtle changes of markings on her body, the appearance of simple jewelry. No clothes appeared on her form, only the markings and the jewelry. Her eyes began to haze as subtle changes to her thinking and memories took place.
Puabi blinked and looked to her little fingers and toes. Her tail swished as she mewled in the grass. The littlest of the cubs knew the older ones were here somewhere, probably hiding from her. She just needed to go find them....