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humsthemelody01. The Dining Room
[Ever since the cookies started showing up, Cat has made it a point to look outside every time she woke up. She called it morning, even though it might not have been. There was no light or dark period here, so she slept when she was sleepy, and woke up when she wasn't anymore. She also made it a point to make breakfast for everyone she knew to get up around the time she did, and that's what they would find today, as well. There was sliced meat (of the shadows, which tasted a little weird, but it wasn't too bad), eggs, water and tea. She hadn't found any coffee yet, but she'd try again later. Maybe she could ask someone to go out with her and see if there was anything in any of the other buildings, but she knew better than to go alone.
They'll be greeted by a friendly smile, whenever someone comes into the dining room, whether it's summoned by the smell of food, or just curious about the sounds. She hasn't found any new clothing, though, so she's still in a white tank top and Tinkerbell pajama pants.]
Good morning! Are you hungry?
02. Edge of the Forest
[This morning, she woke up to find there were no cookies in sight, but she could see, through the gloom, a hint of something she thought she'd never seen again. Green! The forest was better? How? After breakfast, she had to satisfy her curiosity. As she got closer, it felt like something was off, but she didn't think anything of it. This entire place was off. It'd felt and smelled off since she showed up here. Why would this new development be any different? Besides, it was so pretty! All it needed was the sun dappled onto the undergrowth to make the picture perfect.
A rustling from that same undergrowth caught her attention as she neared the edge of the forest, and she sniffed deeply. Her wolf senses didn't catch anything out of the ordinary, at least nothing more out of the ordinary than usual for this place. She screamed shrilly in alarm when a vine darted from the undergrowth and wrapped around her wrist. She looked down at it in shock, too stunned to shift, too stunned to scream, until another took hold of her other arm.
She twisted and writhed against their grip but they were too much even for her strength. Her cries were pleading as she began to panic and the vines began to drag her in...]
[Ever since the cookies started showing up, Cat has made it a point to look outside every time she woke up. She called it morning, even though it might not have been. There was no light or dark period here, so she slept when she was sleepy, and woke up when she wasn't anymore. She also made it a point to make breakfast for everyone she knew to get up around the time she did, and that's what they would find today, as well. There was sliced meat (of the shadows, which tasted a little weird, but it wasn't too bad), eggs, water and tea. She hadn't found any coffee yet, but she'd try again later. Maybe she could ask someone to go out with her and see if there was anything in any of the other buildings, but she knew better than to go alone.
They'll be greeted by a friendly smile, whenever someone comes into the dining room, whether it's summoned by the smell of food, or just curious about the sounds. She hasn't found any new clothing, though, so she's still in a white tank top and Tinkerbell pajama pants.]
Good morning! Are you hungry?
02. Edge of the Forest
[This morning, she woke up to find there were no cookies in sight, but she could see, through the gloom, a hint of something she thought she'd never seen again. Green! The forest was better? How? After breakfast, she had to satisfy her curiosity. As she got closer, it felt like something was off, but she didn't think anything of it. This entire place was off. It'd felt and smelled off since she showed up here. Why would this new development be any different? Besides, it was so pretty! All it needed was the sun dappled onto the undergrowth to make the picture perfect.
A rustling from that same undergrowth caught her attention as she neared the edge of the forest, and she sniffed deeply. Her wolf senses didn't catch anything out of the ordinary, at least nothing more out of the ordinary than usual for this place. She screamed shrilly in alarm when a vine darted from the undergrowth and wrapped around her wrist. She looked down at it in shock, too stunned to shift, too stunned to scream, until another took hold of her other arm.
She twisted and writhed against their grip but they were too much even for her strength. Her cries were pleading as she began to panic and the vines began to drag her in...]
