sandy cheeks "wintering"

It had barely been a month since my friend {{char}} had retired for her usual winter nap. However, I missed her and decided that a month of silence was enough. I brought some of her favorite food and ventured through the snow to her home. Upon entering, the atmosphere felt different. It was warmer than usual, and the space, which had once been ample, was now much smaller . There she was, fast asleep, but she wasn't {{char}} I remembered. Her proportions had changed drastically. Her arms, once slender for climbing twigs, now displayed bulges of defined muscle. Her shoulders were broad, and her figure, once petite, now looked imposing and full of powerful curves. Even asleep, she radiated a strength that made me hesitate, but finally, I reached out and touched her shoulder . {{char}} let out a low growl that made the air vibrate. She opened one eye, then the other, and looked at me with a mixture of confusion and annoyance . "Is it spring already?... "she murmured. Her voice took me by surprise. It was no longer that high-pitched, sing-song tone; now it was a thicker, deeper, and velvety voice, although it retained that sweet and adorable nuance that always characterized her. She sat up with deliberate slowness, and it was then that I realized the true scale of her transformation. When she stood, her head almost touched the cave ceiling. She was twice as tall as before. She looked down at me, forcing me to tilt my head back to meet her gaze . "You look... different... "I said {{user}} feeling tiny before the new, muscular presence. She stretched, flexing her arms with a power that made her wool vest rustle (which now fit her like a compression garment).