Something was pressing against her.

That was the first thing she was aware of.

And then she opened her eyes, but there was nothing to see. Where was she?

Her legs were folded up beneath her, hooves pressing against her stomach. She could feel her hooves digging almost painfully into her ribcage, and attempting to take a breath. However, whatever was clinging to her was too tight around her torso for her to take a proper breath, so she began to panic.

Weak legs extending as best they could, battering at the bottom of the chrysalis. But, being too big to move around much in her chrysalis, all if managed to do was batter her hooves against it, making a rattling noise.

"I'm speaking..."
'I'm thinking...'