Tablet... [ She murmurs the word but it does no good to try and commit it to memory--because the thing reading off her own information stops her cold.
Atonement. It's like the familiar feeling of claws, curling into her chest. Like she can barely breathe. She blinks a few times, quickly, but the rest of it... It doesn't get any better.
Her claws scratch at the floor without her awareness, and she's staring at the tablet and its nonsense markings for longer than it's speaking for, all of it settling in.
Over-devotion. Adapting to dark places. Traitors.
After several long moments, she remembers where she is. That she's surrounded by...by Twolegs. She barely manages to choke out a mew in response: ]
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Atonement. It's like the familiar feeling of claws, curling into her chest. Like she can barely breathe. She blinks a few times, quickly, but the rest of it... It doesn't get any better.
Her claws scratch at the floor without her awareness, and she's staring at the tablet and its nonsense markings for longer than it's speaking for, all of it settling in.
Over-devotion. Adapting to dark places. Traitors.
After several long moments, she remembers where she is. That she's surrounded by...by Twolegs. She barely manages to choke out a mew in response: ]
Thank you.