The first thing Nepeta did when she finished adapting to the fact that she'd once again been warped to a new location was to climb a tree.
Not just any tree, either, she specifically sought out the tallest tree she could find. She needed to become familiar with her new surroundings, and quickly, and the best way she could think of to do that was to view things from as high a vantage point as she could find.
Once up in its branches she found herself surveying one of the most beautiful places she'd ever seen. Trees, young and old, covered the landscape. Birds flickered around, everything looked so... alive. Stark contrast to the brutal battle she'd just been through.
Sitting up in the tree Nepeta considered what she needed to do. One, she needed to figure out what exactly was going on here. Okay, war between dragons and demons, sure, but why? How? And how did they stop it? That lead to question two. What was she, and by extension the rest of the people who had been brought her, supposed to do about it? And question three, how did she properly use these new abilities she'd been given? Some of them came naturally, but others she didn't really understand, though she was certain they'd be very useful when she figured them out.
Her goals in place, she decided to go hunting for someone who could answer those questions for her. She climbed down the tree to about the halfway point before leaping out of it, landing unharmed at its base despite the probably inevitable concerns of anyone watching.
Well, at least her catlike grace hadn't been changed.
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Not just any tree, either, she specifically sought out the tallest tree she could find. She needed to become familiar with her new surroundings, and quickly, and the best way she could think of to do that was to view things from as high a vantage point as she could find.
Once up in its branches she found herself surveying one of the most beautiful places she'd ever seen. Trees, young and old, covered the landscape. Birds flickered around, everything looked so... alive. Stark contrast to the brutal battle she'd just been through.
Sitting up in the tree Nepeta considered what she needed to do. One, she needed to figure out what exactly was going on here. Okay, war between dragons and demons, sure, but why? How? And how did they stop it? That lead to question two. What was she, and by extension the rest of the people who had been brought her, supposed to do about it? And question three, how did she properly use these new abilities she'd been given? Some of them came naturally, but others she didn't really understand, though she was certain they'd be very useful when she figured them out.
Her goals in place, she decided to go hunting for someone who could answer those questions for her. She climbed down the tree to about the halfway point before leaping out of it, landing unharmed at its base despite the probably inevitable concerns of anyone watching.
Well, at least her catlike grace hadn't been changed.