CARRY ME HOME ☆ nightmare / new body

[Simon F.M.]

It wasn't uncommon for the snowy feline to be found out among the stars at night, reminiscing. While she needed to sleep, nowhere near as long as many of her crewmates. This gave her cause to wander some night, such as now.

She wasn't sure what had brought her to the temple, maybe just the tugging of fate. Her eyes were quick to land on the tabby, Diya sinking into a crouch. She didn't recognize their looks and she was too far to catch their scent. Slowly she crept close, ready to defend the territory and her crewmates if needed. She knew of shapeshifting, the abilities some she possessed herself. Growing close, she faltered as she realized details she hadn't seen from afar. Stiches, patchwork holding the body together.

The next thing to hit her was the distinct smell of Roan. Her ears pinned to her skull as she stood proper, making her presence known. "Roan, Darling Boy, is that you?" she asked softly as she approached with caution. Nausea caused her stomach to roll at the faint scent of death reached her.