The tattoo is almost a little too bright to look at. What could possibly be going on?

"Okay ow..." I mumble and cover my eyes I sigh and put my shirt back down in confusion before shifting into a panther but the tattoo still glows on the side I sprint towarfs Iskren and the others hoping Iskren or Astirya knew what was going on.

Iskren and Astirya are sitting by each other, silently polishing their various weapons. Fun.

Haran is dozing off a few feet away; Pixie lying nearby.

I burst into thw clearing like a giant beacon shifting back out of breath "Iskren... I dont understand... What is going on...?" I growl in worry my crimson eyes closing slightlu at the even brighter glow.

Iskren puts down his sword and raises his hands. "Woah, slow down. You're going to hyperventilate."

Astirya gives you a worried glance. "What's wrong?"

I glare at him "im not hyperventilating! What is this glow!" I growled and a roll of pain radiated off my bones I made an angry snarl of pain.

Iskren gestures to come closer. "Well, let me see. I'm not really an expert on healing and things like that, but I'm certain I'll know something."

I growl and stand by my vision blurs slightly as the light gets brighter and brighter "this has never happened before... This isnt a wound... Something is going on... I dont understand..." I mumbled. Before falling onto my knees "okay... Now Im hyperventilating..." I mumbled and tried to stand again only to fall on my back and groan in pain.

"Okay. . .just, stay in that position, on your back. It might be better," Iskren says, standing. He opens a pouch attached to his sword belt and rummages through it.

Astirya puts her hand on your head. It's soothingly cool.

I nod and inhale before looking at Astirya.