More than 30 stone of muscle and bone, the best of goat, cat and squirrel (do not underestimate them), merged with a stale soul using forbidden magic; appearing on a battlefield with more strength and endurance than the centaurs. The next step for the Kwal armies. The signs were clear.
But Kwal was defeated before she was awakened. And then everyone's first thought was 'how cute', by unanimous vote of either children, healers, clerics or mages. It certainly wasn't because Kiara remembered being pushed in front of a subway train during rush hour and couldn't speak a word. Even with her claws out and fangs bared, their fear would only last moments. Otherwise cute.
Now she travels the world she was thrown into, half woman, half beast. Seizing opportunities as they fall into her lap. If she had a lap. Her new body might not bend that way.
No epic battles and almost nobody finds a violent end, more cozy, heavy on medieval slice-of-life and travelling.