Jan 16 2018, 05:06 PM
The cat's eyes had opened long ago, but all she had seen was darkness. At first, the confined space she had been limited to was more than enough for her to lazily stretch, but now it was so tight that her limbs were curled up against her gut.
To boot, she was fairly sure that was her hind paw incessantly touching her face.
It was more annoying than anything else, really. As she shifted and tried to stretch like she did just some weeks ago, she felt something hard against her spine. As she pushed harder against it, she heard a gentle crack and then, all at once, there was coldness and she was tumbling out of something.
That something, of course, was an emerald chrysalis laying snugly in a dark corner in Polaris. The kitten lay shivering on the cave floor for a moment, cold and wet, before she finally pushed herself up to her paws.
There was a second, deafening crack from the churning clouds above, startling her, but regardless she began pacing slowly out into the dimly-illuminated halls of Polaris, quiet and wide-eyed as she tried to figure out what to do next.