Rooting in place
The smell of pine and fresh dew in the air. It was nice outside as the leaves where changing colors and falling on the ground. The sound of leaves crunching under kyles paws was an annoying sound but he didn’t mind it. Kyle is a blue crux, dark blue fur with cyan markings and stripes, dirty blond hair and deep blue eyes. He was simply hiking down a small trail that was close by. Of course he wasn’t wearing traditional clothing. He was wearing tan pants. With a Heavy shirt, a pair of hiking boots for his paws and a somewhat heft hiking pack,which contained everything he needed for an extended trip. He enjoyed the peace and quiet his tail swayed slightly for a moment.
It’s been a crazy few months for Kyle hence he decided to go on vacation and go hiking before it got cold. Kyle found a nice clearing as he unpacks and sets everything up. A few books a few things to cook over a fire and...an apple? He didn’t remember packing an apple but he shrugs and took a bite out of it. He looks around for a moment and tosses it behind him.
“To sour.” He shudders as he moves into the tree line to gather wood. He wasn’t a fan of sour tasting items at all it took him awhile to gather an arm full of dry branches. He threw them in a pile as he wipes his forehead he felt the back side of his head brush up against a twig stuck in his hair.
“Oh for goodness sakes.” He grabs the small twig and yanks hard as it pulled on his hair. He eventually got it free but it hurt.
“Ouch!” He rubs his head and felt several more of them all tangled in his hair.
“Seriously?” He asks as he frowns, this was absurd but something felt off his boots where feeling oddly tight. He felt the bottom of his hind paws but it felt, off for some reason. He looks to his tend as he continues to tug on another twig, wincing in pain as he tried to lift his right foot to start walking but it didn’t leave the ground. He flails wildly as he falls on his face his paws pulling free from whatever he was stuck in. He shook his head as he rubs his paws how ever he sat up and crossed on of his legs. How ever he saw a bunch of branches poking out of the bottom of his expensive boots.
The dark brown wood looks gnarled, he looks at the other foot and same deal.
“There goes fifty dollars.” He said and yes fifty dollars is considered expensive in Kyles eyes.
He wasn't pleased with the fact he must have stepped on some sharp branches but odd how it didn’t hurt. He pokes the offending object as he felt it tug on the bottom of his paws.
“What gaaahh!” He felt his feet get righty as something pushed out the front of his boots. A larger thicker wooden tenderel bursts of of his shoe. Essentially ripping it apart. He grabs the boots and tore them off his feet looked like well roots. The roots on the bottom of his feet where thinner looking but where his toes where thick roots as he rolls on his belly. His tail now feeling off as he pulls on it and frees it from the ground. His tail tip was splitting into several more roots.
This was kind of messed up what was he turning into a tree or something? He frowns considering the wooden appearance of what was growing from his body it made sense.
Kyle grabs the growing and started to pull himself across it slowly the roots didn’t continue To grow or anything, he needed to look into his backpack, or maybe avoid having his tail or feet dig into the ground. He felt something push out of his head those twigs were not even twigs, they where branches growing out of his head!
“Good trees I’m becoming a tree.” Kyle frowns as he didn’t like how he said that,”turning into a tree?” He frowns even more as he continues the grab and drag. His tail becoming heavier as the tip starts to change into a wood like texture. He could head the creaking and ground of the wood as he looked forward, he was still quite the distance. And he was getting extremely dizzy.
“Come on.” He falls on his face those branches somewhat pushing his head up abit. He suddenly get a sharp yank on his tail as the roots from his tail shot into the ground and dig it self in!
“Oh no you don’t!” He got up and grabs his tail as he yanked it free again, he then grabs on let and pulls up as he slowly frees the roots from the ground. He keeps trying to walk each time it got harder and harder to free himself.
It got to the point where he was completely stuck in his place he could feel his roots dig down into the cool soil below, going deeper and deeper. Making it impossible to move. He could hear the creaking from below as his hips began to widen up his pants ripping as he felt his legs began to merge into one large mass or trunk. He was so close to his back he slowly knelt down as the room only fused his feet and ankles, his tail only merged as much as where the bark was.
Kyle frowns softly as he looks to his backpack, it was barely within arms reach, he slowly kneels down, noting the bark was still spreading upwards, How ever he was still able to crawl along the ground, he stretches out his right arm his fingers barely reaching the backpack strap.
“Just a little more, Come on.” He strains himself but as soon as his fingers brushed against the straps he felt a sharp pain in his fingertips.
“Ow what the?” He looks at his hands as he felt something push out his claws becoming longer and browner as they began to grow. Each finger tip slowly morphing into a Tree branch.
“No,no,no!” He tries to flex his fingers but the bark grew over his knuckles as the branches stopped about three feet longer than his fingers. Each branch then proceeded to grow some dark green leaves.
Kyle tries to shake his arm hoping it would snag his bag how ever he felt another sharp pain as he felt his own tail pull on his own body forcing him to stand up right. He winces as he looks down the bark was quickly traveling up his legs and tail. Soon it reached his hip as he places his partly branched paw onto his hips and rubs at the bark. He couldn't feel anything obviously, it being wood and all. Kyle wiggle a bit as he hits at the wood his arms feeling stiff from this odd transformation. He felt the top of his head began to grow larger as leaves began to sprout everywhere on the top of those branches.
“Crap,crap,crap.” Kyle whines softly as he looks down seeing some leaves fall from his branches above him. He tries to move his fingers into his shirt but they gotten way to stiff. The wood continues to climb up his body slowly bulking up becoming more round and tree like.
He felt his shirt becoming tight as he felt it began to rip from the front as the bark was close to his chest. His arms becoming stiff as they were forced to be held in an y like position. His arms becoming all wooden as several branches began to grow from his ams. His fingers growing as well as more and more leaves grew from each branch making a nice canopy
Kyle was freaking out as the wood reached his neck. His arms were completely treeified. Kyle closed his eyes as he felt his face became more solid and wooden, disabling his ability to speak, to warn anyone as he felt those branches become heavy as apples began to spontaneously grow from the branches. All he could do was slowly think, he knew there was a way to undo all of this. How ever he couldn't remember much, his mind becoming a haze.
A grey wolf walks up to the lone apple tree as he spotted the deserted camp. The wolf was a park ranger and was trying to figure out how an apple tree gotten way up here. How ever he was hungry, he plucks an apple from a low hanging branch and took a bite out of it. He shudders violently as he tossed it away.
“To sour.” He noted. And thrust the cycle begins.
