My Exploding Cat

Just stories and drawings really, no actual fissile felines.

Phoenix: Chapter 31 (Phoenix!)

The glass pyramid broke. No shards of glass. Evaporated; hot sun, no glass.

Phoebe, up. Odd. Colorful. Stretched wings, took off. Lazy spirals, flight pattern, wind doing all the work. Not caring where she ended up. Not leaving the others.

Sweet. Bright.

Fire.

Join?

No.

No.

Not yet.

Picture, picture. Pegasi, humans, the Epselan boy. Young, not quite as Phoebe, but young. Humans, young, younger than Epselan boy. All in the way. Phoebe. Phoeeeeebe.

Trill.

Hmm?

Hrrrrr.

Fly, fly, leave. Leave, Phoebe.

Leave.

Leave.

I leave.

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