A week.
A whooooole week.
It's been a whole week, and I haven't seen Lukas, Bellhena, Hepgretta, or anyone else I know, or sort of know, besides Rynn.
I can't even believe it. After getting a good look at myself in the mirror of Bellhena's apartment that she told us we could both use till this whole thing was sorted out, I cat-fainted at the sight of me on four legs, with whiskers and actual cat ears with a light pumpkin color surrounding me.
I think it was the fur that spooked me the most.
All I know is, I'm a cat, and right now, I'm doing my best to keep up with Rynn as he takes the long steps down the street made of some sort of soft material that reminds me of jell-o, only unbreakable.
My padded paws have been of little help, and every time I try to catch up, my nails peak out on instinct. Especially at the sight of all these, odd sorts of creatures around me.
The whole week I've been in Morlan Meephrum, that's the name of this whacked out area, the place where witches reign over every kind of odd being, I've seen men with moss beards, women with feathers for hair, and some sort of poodle that walks around just like humans.
The entire thing has been...mind blowing, as well as interesting, but mainly just creepy...I don't care if our worlds are different. There's no way that Rynn actually thought the human world was just as disturbing. We had to come off as at least a little weird, but not disturbing.
I think.
"Slow down!" I try again, for the thousandth time these past 7 days, to speak in cat language...Heck, ANY language, just hoping he'll understand, but it only comes out as a meow.
"Huh?" Rynn quickly turns to look down at me, his face a little puzzled before he runs his hand through his hair. "Walking too fast again? You really need to learn how to keep up Victoria." He sighs and bends down to pick me up, looking me over. "You can't always expect me to slow down for you." He lectures and I'm tempted to scratch his skin, but decide against it....because he's right.
"Nya." I manage. That's my new, "ok". Being stuck in this little body does have it's advantages, I'll admit that, but I'm mostly annoyed that I can't spend this time that I've been using to try and figure out what the key to both worlds is, when I wanted to have it getting to know Rynn more.
But...maybe this is a masked blessing.
We have to know where we stand in the long run...I guess. I just wish we knew already. I haven't been able to ask Rynn...obviously, but what does he want?
To come back here, where the sky is a light green instead of blue, and the water is littered with silver sparkles that are a vitamin all its own?
I admit it. This place...it's different. It's so...interesting, but I'm just stuck on home, and I'm trying to figure out if I'm stuck on it...more than I thought I was. I'm just a little confused right now. If anyone were to ask me what I wanted, I'd just say I wanted Rynn.
But that answer won't get me the way out of this cat cage.
"You tired?" Rynn tilts his head, the white clumps shifting onto his cheek before he smiles. "Well, I guess we exercised you enough today." He mumbles.
