Author's Note

Sorry for the slower pace - just lacking motivation a bit
Fight on! Fight on! Fight on! - Fobus
What's that a reference too...
...Lucky lechery lure... - Fobus
dammit fobus - anyway, hope you enjoy the chapter!

Chase, Peace

Delta
"Gah! why is something so... so fat able to move so fast!"
Delta's feet, claws extended ever so slightly, upturned the soft dirt as she chased after one of the pigs, the bulging pink mass squealing in terror as it ran. For something so huge it ran with surprising speed, stubby legs propelling itself forward across the soft ground even better than Delta could. As her claws dug into the loose gravel with every step the pig simply pounded on top of it, not only propelling itself - but also spraying dirt into her face!
"This is just so... frustrating! Get over here you stupid pig we need your meat!"
The only response was another faceful of dirt accompanied by a few small stones. She felt like screaming but it wasn't like that would do anything - she had to transform. She never particularly liked transforming completely, it always felt weird - her bones stretching and changing into a new shape. She could change specific body parts as well, but that always wore at her joints - unfamiliar bones rubbing in just the wrong ways. If she wanted to actually catch this damn pig though she had to change, so she sucked it up, closed her eyes and... breathed.
The patches of gold scales began to expand, skin hardening and changing color till her body was streaked with golden stripes, the purple carrying a black tint as her skin became scales. Her bones began to stretch, hair spiking into a mane - until she was into her dinosaur form, keen eyes tracking the prey's movements. The ground didn't matter anymore - when you could leap five feet into the air without trying, it was hard to worry about loose soil.
Within a moment she was in the air, claws outstretched as she sailed through the air, tail whipping behind her excitedly. Her brain was more animal than human, all thoughts on how to best skewer this meat on her claws. Time seemed to slow as she descended onto her pray, its' frightening scream echoing off the trees as its beady eyes watched her. She could see the fear in its eyes, in its movements... in its smell. Tear... rip... maim... destroy... devour.
Her own roar overpowered its fearful shriek as she landed on its back, the claws on her feet digging into its shoulder and back as blood welled from the cuts. She bent down, mouth opening wide to snap shut on the animal's neck just as it suddenly stopped, sending her flying from its back. She didn't go alone - a good chunk of its flesh came with her, blood splashing onto the bark of a nearby tree as the pig squealed once again. She slid on the ground, head snapping up to watch as the creature began to run again - but unlike last time, it was injured. Its sprint was more of a quick limp, and after only a second to shake off the bloody meat still stuck onto her feet she continued her chase. Within a second, the only sound left in the forest was a loud, sickening snap.
"Well... that was fun," Delta commented idly as she began to transform back to normal, cringing at the feeling of her bones shrinking and contorting back to normal. She would never, ever, get used to that. The pig's head was snapped at a 180-degree angle, eyes staring wide and mouth agape from fear even in death. Its limbs were still spasming a bit, legs twitching and its ear even flicked, leaving Delta feeling more than a little disturbed. Giving her head a quick shake, she crouched by the pig to try and get a good hold, not wanting to drag it all the way back to the village - before she felt the usual uncomfortable jiggle.
"Mmm... I need to find Pomella, she should have that change of clothes still..." she murmured softly, picking the pig up with ease despite its size before pressing it close to her chest. The feeling of cooling flesh on her own bare skin didn't really bother her, nor did the feeling of the wound on its shoulder bleeding onto her. What did bother her was the lifeless stare that the pig was able to give her thanks to its new 'view on life'. With a disgusted frown, she slowly pushed the head back in place, able to hear the broken bones as they ground together until the head hung limply. "Alright then... she should probably be done with her pig by now, so I'll go to the meeting spot..."
Pomella

"Hi piggy! Aww, your so cuuute," Pomella cooed as she gently rubbed the top of the pig's head, spear discarded as both hands dedicated themselves to forcefully shoving love into the pig. (Oh my, that sounds a lot worse than it is - Fobus) The pig, rather than running - which, it had been doing for the past five minutes - simply snorted and leaned into her affection, whatever fear it had felt having left a while ago.
five minutes earlier...
Delta darted out of a nearby bush and with brutal ease hilted the spear's head into one of the pig's heads, the poor thing only managing a soft squeal before it was silenced forever. Pomella couldn't help but feel bad for the little piggies, but it was necessary - although, the two remaining pigs reacted quite quickly, crying out in fear and sprinting in opposite directions.
"I wasn't accurate enough, it got a sound off... no point crying over spilled milk, Pomella can you get the one that went right? I'll go left, and when we're done we'll meet here," Delta explained quickly, not waiting for an answer as she sprinted off down the left path as if the wind itself had possessed her feet. Pomella only stared after her, processing what had been asked of her, before turning right with a sigh. "Poor piggy, it must be so scared..."
The pig seemed to already have been hurt, Pomella easily able to catch up as it panicked, left leg wobbling as if it had been broken long ago. Sympathy for the creature flooded her senses, and she could feel her power react to her feelings - which it seemed to do fairly often. When tired she had much greater control of her power, bouncy personality dulled giving her greater focus. Normally though her power did what it wanted based on what she wanted - and right now she wanted to soothe the poor beast.
Light began to emanate from her body, reaching towards the fleeing animal like grasping tentacles. One tendril wrapped around the limping leg, and with that simple touch, the pig stopped running. Fear still shone in its eyes as she approached, yet it did not run - not because it couldn't. She could tell what the light was doing, even if only at a basic level - it was soothing the pain and discomfort, even fixing the wound to some degree. She laid her spear to the side, and approached with open hands, smiling just a bit. Delta never said she had to kill it immediately...
Present

"Such a good boy, yes you are!" the pig nuzzled her hand at her praise, and her lips stretched into a gentle smile. The light now fully enveloped the pig, giving an overwhelming sense of... calm, peace. There was no pain - only a fuzzy good feeling, like the gentle rays of a sunset setting behind tall mountains, sky-colored in shades of purple and violet unique only to a day's end. It was kinda funny - they both knew that she was here to kill the pig, yet it didn't feel any fear. Perhaps it was because it knew it would be back - in another life.
"I guess I should be heading back huh?" Pomella sighed sadly, but to her surprise, the pig gently nudged her forehead with its snout. She looked up to see it glance to the spear, then back with a flick of the ear. She smiled again, reaching back to wrap her fingers around the shaft before slowly bringing it forward, giving a questioning look. All she found was a bowed head, and with a deep breath, she gripped the spear with both hands and drove the tip through its skull and into its brain, killing it instantly.
The thing was surprisingly heavy, and Pomella was forced to drag it behind her, lifting it off the ground as much as possible. It took her another three minutes before she was back at the meeting spot, a smile stretching her face to see Delta already there, pig held to her chest as she patiently waited.
"There you are! Honestly, I had thought you would get here before me," Delta called, a smile of her own plastered to her face as she approached. "oh, by the way, you still have that change of clothes right?"
"Mhm! Why do you as-" her question was left short as Delta lowered the pig, Pomella only just realizing she was naked.
"It uh, feels a bit weird to just... 'hang out'," Delta joked, smile faltering a little as she took in her own chest. Pomella silently walked forward - well, silently except for the sound of a pig being dragged behind her - and looked into Delta's eyes. Her face blushed slightly, golden eyes seeming confused before she looked away, uncomfortable.
"Just to say... I think you're beautiful both with and without," Pomella whispered softly, her blush only intensifying as she was handed the binding and underwear.
"T-thanks..." was all she could say, murmuring softly as she put the pig down to put on the clothes. "B-by the way, why did it take you so long? the pig couldn't have been that fast..."
"Oh! Because I took a second to pet it of course!" Pomella chirped happily, glancing back at the pig with a small smile. When she looked back, Delta had the most 'wtf' face she had ever seen, and she just couldn't help but burst out laughing. "I-I managed to calm it down so I could g-get a few pets in," she choked out between her laughter, Delta only managing to slide a hand down her face.
"You are one strange girl Pomella, you know that?"
"I'm not strange, I'm unique!"
"... Uh-huh," was all she could get out, smiling despite the sigh that escaped her lips. Pomella smiled back, although it flickered as a strange smell found its way into her nostrils.
"Hey Delta... you smell that?"
"Mmm... it smells like somethings rotting..."
Pomella began to walk forward, gently laying her pig at Delta's feet as she walked towards the very first pig they had killed, the smell only getting stronger as she approached. She started to breathe out of her mouth, closing off her nose as the smell began to exceed what she could handle. Spear still in hand she slowly tilted the blade and opened the pig's side, causing her to suddenly regret opening her mouth - she could taste the stench.
"Ugh! What in Clint's name is that smell?" Delta yelled, covering her mouth as she jogged up next to Pomella, staring along with her at the pig. It was filled with worms, pig, wiggling purple ones that burrowed into its flesh and organs as if it were a feast. They almost resembled leeches, Pomella unconsciously taking a step back. The pig's intestines and liver had already begun to rot, and she swore she could somehow see pus mixed in with the exposed blood. Some of it was even coagulated, floating on top of what was still mostly liquid.
"Its... the pig only recently died... it looked so healthy too, this has to be new..."
"But that's impossible! It's as if it decomposed at an extremely fast rate, and how could an infestation like... like that happen in only thirty minutes?"
"I... I don't know, but whatever it is it's not natural..."
"We should get the other too to the town as fast as we can... if it is something that can happen spontaneously, then keeping them here is a bad idea..."
"Yeah... let's go," Pomella murmured softly, jogging back to her own pig only for Delta to beat her too it, grimacing as she lifted both of them onto her shoulders. She nodded, grabbed Delta's discarded spear, then the two were off - running back to the town with their haul, and a report of disturbing news.

Selena, Bio
"... You ever have one of those moments you don't feel important?"
"Yeah... as if something big is happening and you can't do anything?"
"Mhm... when's lunch?"
"They said eleven, only a half-hour to go..."