[Well the main thing is that he's little and he's small. While Shoma is indeed a full cat, he is at least a little less mangy and underfed than the guy he's emulating. Still big Le Slinkus vibes though.]
Awwww, such a cute little kitty-caaaaaat... [She reaches one sharp nail out and scratches behind an ear. It doesn't pierce but it is a close call.] Kitchy-kitchy-koo!
[Then her face shifts, no longer mocking but serious. Fearsome.]
Now. Begone!
[The fur rug opens beneath him and Shoma falls into darkness. Pages with burnt edges and active flames alike flutter around him, whispering to him in the void in voices that echo, vary, create a cacaphonous chorus with the same beginning line, over and over and over.
Once upon a time— Once upon a time onceuponatime
—There was a beautiful princess.
Then he lands in briars. A huge thicket of them, which is odd because if he looks up there is a roof direct over his head.
To his left is a window, partially obstructed but clearly facing an open, dismal grey sky. It's very high up, that much is certain.
Then to his left, obscured by a maze of thorns, is a bed ensconced in the tangle. There's a noise there, a bitter and dry choking. Is there someone on it?
The good news is, as we've established, that he is little and he is small. A human might have trouble crawling through all this, but a teeny tiny kitty cat might find safer passage through the gaps, and step lightly to avoid most of the thorns.
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Awwww, such a cute little kitty-caaaaaat... [She reaches one sharp nail out and scratches behind an ear. It doesn't pierce but it is a close call.] Kitchy-kitchy-koo!
[Then her face shifts, no longer mocking but serious. Fearsome.]
Now. Begone!
[The fur rug opens beneath him and Shoma falls into darkness. Pages with burnt edges and active flames alike flutter around him, whispering to him in the void in voices that echo, vary, create a cacaphonous chorus with the same beginning line, over and over and over.
Once upon a time—
Once upon a time
onceuponatime
—There was a beautiful princess.
Then he lands in briars. A huge thicket of them, which is odd because if he looks up there is a roof direct over his head.
To his left is a window, partially obstructed but clearly facing an open, dismal grey sky. It's very high up, that much is certain.
Then to his left, obscured by a maze of thorns, is a bed ensconced in the tangle. There's a noise there, a bitter and dry choking. Is there someone on it?
The good news is, as we've established, that he is little and he is small. A human might have trouble crawling through all this, but a teeny tiny kitty cat might find safer passage through the gaps, and step lightly to avoid most of the thorns.
Which way will he go?]