[Chen's on all fours again.]
[Except she's acting much more noticeably cat-like.]
Nyao! Mwrowr!
[Now she's raking her claws on a wall]
[Then she stares at them]
Mya?
[Now she looks around at herself. She looks very confused. As though she's wondering what she was.]
Nyaorw?
[Now she's gotten a glimpse of the communicator. She crawls over and
(
Read more... )