There sat a chrysalis half-submerged in water, the gentle current lapping at it's side. The otter's little body pressed up against the inside of her cocoon. Minali- yes, that was her name, she was sure of that now- wiggled fervently, testing her range of motion.

What she hadn't expected was for hairline cracks to bloom across the chrysalis, increasing in size the more she moved before Minali burst from her chrysalis, scrambling onto the slick stone to avoid a faceful of water.

The little otter promptly slumped onto a patch of moss, yawning as she curled into a little ball and brazenly drifted off in full view of the corridor.

There she slumbered for..awhile, perhaps an hour or so. Before being awoken by her stomach, Minali let out a tired grumble. Sitting up to scamper toward the water's edge in search of food, that's where food came from, right?

Soon, she spotted silver flecks darting through the water, three-eyed, silver fish staring back at her Minali reached a paw out to swipe at the little things, hoping to get herself something to eat.

The sounds of happy chirps filled the tunnel as one silverling flopped onto the rock, trapped under Minali's paw. Poking and prodding it curiously, she was momentarily distracted from her mission by a strange tingling sensation traveling down her arm, raising her thick brown fur as it passed.

Her eyes widened as the fish jolted, before continuing to wiggle.

Minali promptly bit it's head right off, swallowing the little fish down and beginning to make her way, following the pretty glowing plants toward Andromeda. Stopping every once in awhile to investigate anything new she found.

She needed to burrow, Minali decided, not quite sure where the thought came from but it seemed right to her. A nice, damp burrow to settle in and take even more naps, to hoard all her fish and the pretty shiny things she finds in.

Yes, that sounded wonderful.

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