Adderstrike had no idea what was going on.

There was a very loud noise, rolled over, got stuck on her back, fat jiggling as the ground trembled beneath her. "Eh, eh," she grunted, stretching her paws out as she rocked back and forth, trying to roll over.

There was an awful sound, one that rattled what little brain she had in her skull, and then silence, an obscene yell, and she finally managed to get to her paws, murmuring voices she couldn't make out, and she moved to step off her ledge only to stumble at a horrific shriek, missing her foot-hold and falling clear off of it, "Oh!"

and then she was tumbling, rolling, whiskers over head over belly over paws over tail, mewling each time she bumped into something, passed a white stag with a "Help!" and then the ground beneath her splintered in an explosion of magic, cutting into her stomach as it flung her into the air, soaring over Hargrave's head with surprisingly perfect form, before belly flopping painfully onto the rock, face slamming between the stones.

The world seemed to swim in and out of focus, waving as everything shifted drastically. Hargrave's proverbial ship keeled over, turning bottom-side up and leaving her pounding on the hatches and seeking air. She was drowning beneath the weight of change change change. Everything rearranged, shifting, churning, breaking at the point. Almost immediately did she want to sink her teeth into this stone, overwhelmed and being urged only to destroy.

Her breaths came hot and fast, fogging in the air with the beginnings of a heatwave. Fiery eyes drifted down, watching the thing inside hurry away. Tail straightening out like a board, she stiffened. She needed to leave - all of this was going to close. Disappear from sight. Hargrave was certain of it.

Pearly whites baring for a moment, the Gray Hare turned and bolted for the bag of gemstones. She didn't stop as she leaned down and grabbed it by the lip, continuing to tear through Polaris and find a place she could just w̵̝̓r̷̖͝ȇ̶̝c̸̨̔k̴͍̉.

;exit Hargrave