America woke with a groan, opening his eyes and squinting. Where were his glasses..? He could see without them, but only is he focused a lot on something specific. He rubbed at his face before freezing. His hands were never this furry... Upon further inspection, he came to a realization. He was a cat. But how? And why? England's magic... Was he in his book?! Were the others there as well?! He looked around frantically, counting the unconscious cats that he was suddenly aware of. One... Two... Three... Four... Five! One of them was definitely his Iggy. He strolled over to the cat with large 'eyebrows' and proceeded to poke at him.
"Wake up, fuzz butt!"
The cat's ears twitched before sitting up and stretching, much like a cat would.
"America, why must you be so loud..?"
"Iggy, we're cats!"
"Oh. Well it's not the strangest thing I've woken up as..."
He was surprisingly calm as he started waking he others. America realized that they were France, China, and Canada. But there were others there when it happened..! Where was Japan? And Italy, and Germany, and.. Russia... Um... Were there any others? He couldn't remember.
The other 'cats' had similar reaction to their new fur covered bodies. Though China seemed more annoyed than surprised, exclaiming that he was far too old to turn into a cat! America, of course, snickered that that. It was almost nice...
Suddenly, the group heard a small rustling among the underbrush. They weren't alone. America instinctively crouched low, his ears flattening against his head. A small group of cats emerged, claws out and teeth bared. Clearly feral and ready to attack.
"What are you doing in Thunder Clan territory?!"
((I know it's been a long time, but here's the first official chapter? I have to reread the book before I can make another chapter, but I'm gonna try my best to not take 5 years this time...))
