'What just happened? I'm small… I can't stand…' Aralas had been cursed by a wizard. He would be turned into a kitten for a month, not able to communicate properly. Every word came out as if he was a feline. Surely it wasn’t possible? Was he really a kitten now? He sat on his hind end, looking down at his paws… PAWS?! Dammit….He huffed before beginning to try to walk down the busy street. So many damn people kept stopping to try and pet him, but he’d only nip back at them. He was beyond irritated at the moment. He just wanted to find a way home… maybe out of this damn pouring rain.
Pouring rain was an understatement. It had to have been raining dogs and cats. His fur was soaked through to his skin. And he was cold, wet, miserable. He hadn’t eaten since at least the day before. It was just downright miserable. He found an alleyway, managing to curl up into a small shoe box. Though the cover wasn’t enough and he was still getting wet. His small body wouldn’t stop shivering for anything. He was getting incredibly frustrated.