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[Onyxdreams]

~ ☼ Despite the fact that she spent a vast majority of her time huddled up in the nursery, beneath at least several blankets, when she did go outside, Onyx had a strange penchant for finding the oddest things. There was the time that she had found that tiny, colorful ball in the sand, the one that bounced off any surface she tossed it at, except for sand...and water, she still hoped she could find another one. That wasn't the only one though, her other finds to date included several lengths of string, a rope, some colorful ribbons carried in on the breeze, several shiny rocks, an even shinier rock, and some weird, colorful square thing, all kept right next to her bed in the nursery. It was a good collection, and yet, she was still finding things to add to it, like this...thing. She didn't know what it was, other then that it was tall, round, and she almost see through it, everything on the other side was just a little distorted

Whatever it was, it looked nice, so the hybrid had brought it back to the nursery with her, setting it just outside while she inspected it before bringing it in. Taking a look at it from a few different angles, the kit finally got around to sticking a paw into it, watching from the outside as it dipped down, slightly wavy and strange from whatever this thing was doing. It...it looked cool, really cool. Lifting her head to peer into it, she quickly realized that it distorted things from every side...even the inside, which meant...if she put her head in there, would everything look weird? Cautiously sliding her head in through the somewhat more narrow opening, she glanced around and...oh, oh that was really cool! Everything was all weird, that was really neat! That settled it, this thing was going to the really cool part of her collection, right next to the shinier rock!

Lifting her head up, she gazed around the camp a bit, watching in wonder as the weird thing made everything all wobbly and strange, struggling a bit under its weight, but still having an utter blast. Smiling brightly, she set it on the ground, and...got a bit of a strange idea. If she was in there...what would she look like to everyone? Would she be super wobbly too? There was barely a moment of thought given to the idea, to any of the consequences, as she pushed her head straight back into her strange thing, then, her shoulders slowly followed, a bit of wiggling needed to get her wings fit in there. A weird noise came came from her toy as she slipped further in, her scales sliding along it, making it a little harder for her to fit, but by this point, with her hind legs off the ground and her entire weight put into it, there wasn't enough resistance to stop her. Then, finally, she was fully inside, curled up as best as she could, with her tails sticking partway out and into the are, alongside just a bit of the ends of her wings.

It was a little tight, but...strangely cozy, or it would have been, if it wasn't still a fairly cool day, the glass had started to cool, and she found it getting a bit uncomfortable to stay. Laughing a bit at the thought of how weird she must look to outsiders, she made to turn herself around and free herself...only to find that she couldn't. A few wiggles only moved her ever so slightly, before her scales made that weird noise again against her new toy, and suddenly she wasn't moving anymore. She had gotten in so easily though, so it couldn't be hard getting out...right? As compacted as she was however, she just couldn't manage to grip anything, or move in any way that did anything other then make that soft, sliding sound again. She....couldn't move? She...she couldn't move! As realization set in, her face flashed from confusion, to fear, to full on panic, her tails flailing wildly, clinking against the rim of her new prison. "Help! Help!!" she cried out fearfully, the sound echoing around in her confinement, until her cried bled off into high pitched cries of distress, hoping that someone, anyone, could free her from this place