Claude

Glacer woke up to find herself in a house. 'Wait, where am i exactly?' She thought to herself, getting up, she looked at her paws, but they weren't paws, they were hands!! She freaked out and got up faster. Once she had gotten up she started to wobble, 'Now i've got feet? what happened to paws??' She thought to herself again, trying to get used to walking on 2 feet instead of 4 paws.

Vanilla was on the ground lying on the left side of his body. His arms and legs bent closer to his own body. His head twitched a little hearing the sound of movement. In a swift action he turned and stood on his hind legs and pulled his paws to his chest. His nose twitched. Something felt different. He wasn't in the hole that he normally slept in. It was a whole new cage. he rubbed his face with his paw but was surprised to find no fur. No paw. nothing. He looked like the beings that stared at him. "neeee?" Was all he could say. He struggled with his legs carefully standing but stumbles back like a baby learning how to walk.