The trip through the portal had been an interesting experience for the gnome, one she wasn't willing to repeat soon after exiting the crushing fissure left her stomach turned and her body wracked with pain. Of course, this was little in comparison to the tortures she and the rest of the group she was taken with would be forced to endure.<br/><br/>Odette's small body was currently curled up in the corner of her cage, shivering with her eyes wide open. The physical aspects of her torture, scars from raked flesh on her back and around her eyes, had been healed by herself as best she could with what little energies she could manage... but those had run dry. It had been about a week since the last time they inspected her, the last time they had torn her skin from her back and the first when she had been unable to heal it. Sleepless nights had taken their toll on the delicate creature's abilities, made even worse by the knowledge she could no longer reverse any damage done to her form leaving her to jump at the slightest of sounds and cower away whenever a guard or that white-clothed elf should approach her cell.<br/><br/>Now, as the feline creature opens their cells she shies further back, attempting to press herself further into the wall which serves only to press the chilled surface to her bare back, Odette's dry, red, unblinking eyes not once removing their gaze from the open cell door.