[ Oh, she knows it. But she also knows that there are plenty of people who will hurt others to get what they want -- she's one of them, sometimes. Demons and their minders tend not to be very pleasant, although she's met a few she can get along with. She doesn't trust them, but she can get along with them, work together if she has to (luckily, she rarely does; she's not great at teamwork, either).
Dogs can be trained. Wolves, though. Wolves are wild. Wolves can be loyal, caring, but they're not pets. Jaye refuses to be anyone's pet.
By all rights, it should hurt. There are some rather obvious changes to her anatomy, organs shuffled around, bones growing and disappearing and changing positions. But it doesn't; there are no signs of pain any time she shifts, no matter how slowly or how quickly, and she flits into the form of a blue jay immediately (blink and you'll miss it, Crowley) to flutter her wings at him, trilling once before she's just as suddenly a woman in a Tranquility-issued jumpsuit with silver wolf-and-feather earrings dangling from her ears. ]
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Dogs can be trained. Wolves, though. Wolves are wild. Wolves can be loyal, caring, but they're not pets. Jaye refuses to be anyone's pet.
By all rights, it should hurt. There are some rather obvious changes to her anatomy, organs shuffled around, bones growing and disappearing and changing positions. But it doesn't; there are no signs of pain any time she shifts, no matter how slowly or how quickly, and she flits into the form of a blue jay immediately (blink and you'll miss it, Crowley) to flutter her wings at him, trilling once before she's just as suddenly a woman in a Tranquility-issued jumpsuit with silver wolf-and-feather earrings dangling from her ears. ]
No, it doesn't.