Luuka rose shakily and clumsily to hir new paws, unsteady as a newborn foal. After a few hard sits and falls, shi managed to get upright. Hir muscles felt like jelly after it's stressful transformation, and hir brain was still rewiring itself to learn how to manage it's new form.

Shi wobbled and flapped hir arms, hir legs splaying trying to hold up hir two torsos. After a long moment of standing, shi thrust a forepaw forward. It looked like shi was going to have to learn to walk all over again.

The newly reborn chakat was determined to enjoy hir new self, no matter how many tiny steps it took.

Commission for  maiza