The instant Qing Kitty was tossed away, his strikingly lifelike, overlapping feline pupils still held a dazed bewilderment.
His tiny body traced a soft arc through the air, all four paws spreading unconsciously, as though he had yet to realize why he had suddenly taken flight.
"Meow-"
Who am I? Where am I? Why am I flying?
He looked exactly like a plush toy casually tossed aside by its owner, a little aggrieved and a little at a loss.
Then he landed in another embrace.
Yun Qing caught the warm little creature securely. When his fingers touched that soft, fine fur, he could not resist extending a finger and secretly, ever so gently, tugging at the fluff on the kitten's tail.
The tail fur was fluffy and soft, like a black dandelion. It swayed gently at his fingertip's touch, then quickly returned to its original shape.
Ahem.
Suddenly, he felt that his "own" feline incarnation was wonderfully pleasant to the touch.
With a sense of wonder, Yun Qing met Qing Kitty's bewildered feline eyes. He had thought little of it when he saw Yun Huang holding him before, but now that he truly held him himself, a subtle absurdity suddenly arose: So this is the cat hidden inside my heart.
He lowered his eyes, unable to resist gently rubbing the kitten's head again. Yes, it felt superb-fluffy, like kneading a black cloud that could purr.
Qing Kitty was clearly still dazed after being tossed over. His ears twitched under the rubbing, first the left one, folding backward before springing up again, then the right one following suit, like two tiny flags fluttering in the wind.
His four paws flailed twice in Yun Qing's arms, as though trying to confirm whether the "ground" beneath him was stable. Then he tilted his