Kit's front teeth looked far bigger than normal.
Ryan and Marceline ran full tilt towards Kit, while Dylan and Nicolai stayed farther back, alert. One of them had fallen into a trap. But that didn’t mean the rest had to.
“This book has everything!” Kit said happily, eyes roving over the page, ignoring the two who had arrived on either side of her. Both of them avoided looking at the book as best as they could. “So many spells! I want to cast them all!”
Kit's nose twitched as she read, perhaps because it was starting to grow out longer ... along with her mouth, as her face began to assume a more ratty shape.
“What’s happening to her?” Ryan asked Marceline, who was gently poking her companion's face.
Marceline felt the soft, brown fur starting to grow on Kit's muzzle.
“I...think it’s a curse. I can try to lift it…”
Marceline frowned, lifting her white wooden staff. The wood glowed briefly before flickering out. The two looked at Kit expectantly...
Was this going to stop?