Brandon followed behind Knuckles, using all his will not to sprint ahead of the guardian towards the gem. His changes were accelerating, his features shifting with every step. His boots had now reached up past his knees, now ending in pink trips like on his gloves.
The thought of the gem before him spun round and round in Brandon's head. It was so huge! It was bigger than him? Wait, how was he going to carry it if- no, one step at a time, worry about that later. Brandon shook his head, as his white fur-hair grew out from his hair to make several thick locks which hung down past his shoulders.
Brandon could feel his heart quicken as he got closer still to his prize. Making off with the gem was one concern still, as was dealing with the echidna. Brandon had seen what Knuckles could do with those fits of his, and didn't want to be on the receiving end of it. A pink patch emerged on the chest of his shirt, expanding and taking shape as he got closer and closer. Still. Almost time to make his move...
