Sam
Did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
Being so small when he opened his eyes took a moment to adjust to, Sam stepping back and letting out a small surprised squeak, looking at just how large the leaves were now in comparison to his tiny hands. Wow. I feel very..compact. He commented, curling up into a little ball to see just how small he could go. While he was curled up he tried to go invisible, but found he could not.
Am I invisible? I am trying to do it now. But I don't...think it's working. As he straightened back out he caught sight of Remi running up the tree and rushed to follow, finding with this new body it wasn't hard to climb, hardly even having to consider it as by instinct his claws dug into the bark and pulled him up. Sam laughed gleefully, looking down to the forest floor.
I've never climbed a tree before! He told Remi, following him around the trunk. If I could do this, I think I'd spend my life as a raccoon. How do you resist the temptation to just fly and frolic all the time? It might be less stressful than the life you do lead.
