Questckat woke up on a hard floor in a very cold room. She stood up
and looked around. There wasn't a whole lot to look at, save for more
shadows then in a lightless forest.
"And I always prided myself on my night-vision," she mumbled to herself.
She started walking forward but soon stopped when she heard the sound of someone walking nearby. When she stopped, the sound stopped.
It then occurred to her to look down at her feet. Somehow, she was wearing her boots, her high-heeled boots no less.
"Well, at least I know why I'm walking like a drunk."
She looked herself the rest of the way over. She was wearing her jewelry and her sunglasses were hanging from her longest necklace. Her nails had also been painted black with red arranged to look like blood.
She continued walking forward until she reached a large, wooden door. After a few moments of pulling, she managed to slip threw the opening that she had made.
She continued to walk along the halls for what seemed like hours.
A small creature about the size and shape of a bowling ball was flapping behind her, his interest sparked.
"Another human in the castle? The boss isn't going to like this!"
"You can show yourself anytime now!" Questckat said, startling the small creature.
"How'd you know I was there?"
"I heard you flapping. You were certainly making enough noise," she said chirtly.
She held out her arm for the creature to land on.
"Demidevi..."
"How'd you know this stuff?"
Questckat smirked to herself.
"I psychic,"
"What? No way! The boss is gonna flip when he hears about this!"
She grabbed one of his wings and pulled him close to her face.
"Your 'boss' isn't going to hear a word of my being here from you, got it?"
"Yes, ma'am," Demi squeaked before being tossed aside.
"Good," she barked as she walked away down the halls.
"I get no respect around here," he muttered before picking himself up and following after the human.
"And I always prided myself on my night-vision," she mumbled to herself.
She started walking forward but soon stopped when she heard the sound of someone walking nearby. When she stopped, the sound stopped.
It then occurred to her to look down at her feet. Somehow, she was wearing her boots, her high-heeled boots no less.
"Well, at least I know why I'm walking like a drunk."
She looked herself the rest of the way over. She was wearing her jewelry and her sunglasses were hanging from her longest necklace. Her nails had also been painted black with red arranged to look like blood.
She continued walking forward until she reached a large, wooden door. After a few moments of pulling, she managed to slip threw the opening that she had made.
She continued to walk along the halls for what seemed like hours.
A small creature about the size and shape of a bowling ball was flapping behind her, his interest sparked.
"Another human in the castle? The boss isn't going to like this!"
"You can show yourself anytime now!" Questckat said, startling the small creature.
"How'd you know I was there?"
"I heard you flapping. You were certainly making enough noise," she said chirtly.
She held out her arm for the creature to land on.
"Demidevi..."
"How'd you know this stuff?"
Questckat smirked to herself.
"I psychic,"
"What? No way! The boss is gonna flip when he hears about this!"
She grabbed one of his wings and pulled him close to her face.
"Your 'boss' isn't going to hear a word of my being here from you, got it?"
"Yes, ma'am," Demi squeaked before being tossed aside.
"Good," she barked as she walked away down the halls.
"I get no respect around here," he muttered before picking himself up and following after the human.