Chapter II

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Mistisa soon found herself falling a distance from the ground. Her legs scattering with panic. The harsh winds deafening her hearing. Panicked she landed on her paws with little to no pain. The once short shecat looked down at her paws for some panicked breaths. Her left paw now a light shining grey. Her other a pearly white. She gasped, her new lengthy legs stammering backwards. "What happened to me?" She asked, to no one in particular. She got a glimpse of a glowing purple light attached to her ear, by a thin black string. She shrieked from terror. Some heavy stomps distracted her from her new appearance. Her large eyes detected them easily. Mistisa was afraid of movement, the thought of falling on her mind. She shakily took her first step into this new world. The broad daylight illuminated her pale yellow eyes in the pastel meadow.

Now the plain grey brightferal padded with a stumble. She was still hesitant about the idea of walking. She hadn't bothered to look at her now short tail with another purple bulb attached to her, by another black thin string. Assuming it was still the same long grey tail She had known her whole life. She kept padding into the forest listening to all the chirps from strange birds. She gazed up into the trees to see nothing but the cherry blossom leaves there. She shook her head and looked ahead of her. The dusty mint forest ground under her pads. She attempted leap onto a log, stumbling on her paws, falling forwards. Mistisa landed on her grey face. Her small nose filling with the mint dust. She sneezed on end, ridding of the particles. She scrambled onto her paws, her eyes wide.

She felt that same strange feeling of wicked eyes on her. She shuttered at the feeling. She tried to brush off that feeling when a tiny purple creature with a hunched back hopped out at her. Mistisa squeaked as if she was a kitten fighting their siblings. The creature was stopped with shades of a dimmed purple with vibrant oval yellow eyes. It had a triangle face with upwards arched semicircular ears. It's touch a thick oily slime, this was a Cinder-lump. Mistisa was hesitant to approach this creature, not saying a word. She desired to know if it was a friendly creature. She was new to this world and didn't want to die on the first night. The smily creature twitched it's miniature skin colored nose and hopped off into the forest. Mistisa was left bewildered and followed the Cinder-lump with confusion. It didn't seem harmful to her.

A rush of water erupted from a far. Mistisa couldn't help but wonder where. Her nose was flooded with many different types of scents and colors. She had forgotten about the strange rabbit like creature. She bounded off towards the rushing water. The colorful forest was usual for her. The dusty mint ground, the cherry blossom trees. It was all so strange. The blue sun was setting to the west skimming through the velvet trunks. What flowed before her was a shimmering light silver river. The flow was peaceful as the dark mint blazes flow with the whispering wind. Throughout this river Mistisa could see strange looking fish, one really caught her eye. A silver eel-like fish with a sharp blade sticking from its head, fins sticking out from both sides.

The light grey brightferal stuck her head in the glistening water and gave a friendly expression. Her violet bulbs bobbed in the water next to her ears. The fish swatted Mistisa with its tail in response, speeding off. She yanked her head out of the water with a growl, " Ungrateful eel." She hissed, unsheathing her now short claws. She huffed and turned away to trail off into a random direction.

A scent she was uncertain about came over her, flooding into her nose. Her eyes threatened to water, from how strong this scent marker was.

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