Dark. Cold and dark. That is all he could feel, and it was getting annoying. How he wished he could escape this feeling of darkness and fly far away. That's when he felt a small pang of warmth coming closer to him. Then it disappeared and he whimpered and stretched his tiny claw out, which hit an odd surface. What was this? Was this the thing the thing keeping him encased in darkness? he tried to move toward it but could only squirm. That's when he felt the warmth again, this time closer.<br/><br/>"grrrrrrrrrrrr" he finally opened his mouth and growled out. With the realization that he wasn't mute and could somehow escape this place of darkness, he smiled and stretched again. There was that odd surface, but this time he opened his eyes to find a small white crack in it. looking through it he found he was being moved...<br/><br/>Where were they taking him? He hoped they had food. He was hungry, and he could hear a voice, but he couldn't make out the speech. As he was moved, he began to see other things through his makeshift window to the outside world. Houses, people... a door... stairs... a nightstand and a bed and... no don't put him under there! he wanted to be free!<br/><br/>"Grrrrrrrrrrrrr!" he vocalized his displeasure. then the warmth left. Dammit...<br/><br/>Wait, it was coming back?