What's happening is when a shifter tells what they are, it hurts them a little or makes them sick. But in the case that a cloud soul was present, like mine, the pain is magnified 10 fold. It hurts like crawling through the Underworld on fire with paper cuts and the river was made of lemonade and sharks that can live in lemonade were crunching at her bones every time she moves an inch. Plus the pain of having all of your dreams crushed and scattered everywhere, and never able to achieve any morals in life. You feel like a failure. See, this started when my descendants were evil. They were called the shifter hunters. They would kill shifters for many reasons. Like, the fact that they can heal themselves and by killing them you could take a part and use it to heal yourself whenever, but the main reason her kind is hunted is that her soul is worth the same as 66 kisian eggs and a witches soul. Death weapons would kill them and get the rest later. She didn't need to tell me about it, but she did. I really don't know why she did, but of she doesn't fight it, this could be the death of her.