Belladonna had refused to use her transformation up until this point. For one it scared her, so she could only imagine how it would freak others out. But she also knew very little about it.
She couldn't remember anything about the first time she had used it. However she also knew that fearing it and leaving it sitting in her skill list gathering dust was not exactly productive. The only way she was going to get a handle on it, was by using it and learning to control it.
So, with some reluctance, she pushed her senses inwards and searched for that little whisper inside of her. It had grown quiet after she unlocked the transformation. Not silent, but like a gentle tone just barely audible that your mind toned out until it became like background noise.
Like the little ticking of your watch you didn't hear until it was truly silent.
