TTDW Chapter 5The next morning, I awoke slowly, not really wanting to wake up, groggy and hazy. What made me wake up was a constant sort of rumbling sound, like the noise an R/C toy engine makes. There was also a slight pressure on my face, like something was leaning on me. I opened the eye nearest to the source of the sound to see what was going on.
Sometime during the night, I had turned over onto my side, though most of my body was still on the rock, aside from my tail, which hung down off the boulder. Also, sometime during the night, an animal had crawled up onto my face and fallen asleep. It was a domesticated cat, an orange tabby kitten, probably not much older than half a year. It was curled up on my snout, between my eye and nostril.
Domestic animals are not an oddity within the den. Many of the homids keep herds of cattle and sheep near their settlements, as well as other farm animals such as pigs and poultry.
TTDW Chapter 4Home away from home is near the town of Hillsboro, Virginia, at the foot of the Blue Ridge Mountains, south of Harper's Ferry. It's quite a distance from Springfield, well outside the I495 corridor; in fact, Hillsboro isn't near many major highways at all. Such a long commute to and from the area would be a chore for anyone traveling on the roads, but I wasn't using the roads. I was flying back, and even at cruising speed, the entire trip would last less than half an hour.
All healthy members of my race have the ability to fly and we're capable of reaching incredible heights and speeds while in the air. I don't usually fly much above a couple hundred feet; despite our keen eyesight, Ra'kyri prefer to be within sight of the ground so we can use landmarks to find our way home; we also like to be able to pick out prey should we need a quick refuel. Ra'kyri in the United States are also required to stay under five hundred f
TTDW Chapter 3I had worked much later than intended, and as I made my way up the stairs from the uppermost deck to the building roof, every muscle and bone in my body was screaming. No one usually works as late as I had, except maybe the janitorial crew, so the building was largely deserted. However, had there been anyone to see me, they would have easily noticed my discomfort. Every joint in my body was cramped up and as I emerged from the stairwell onto the roof, a new wave of pain blossomed across my back. I think I now know what the victims in the Alien movies must have experienced just before the chest burster emerged.
All my throbbing aches meant that I had been in this form for far too long, and now my true self was trying to get out. The pain wasn't serious enough to be debilitating, but by Sobek's plume, it was uncomfortable. I still had to hold my form until I reached the roof, but now that I was out in the open,