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When she spoke again, he found her upside down from one of the trees. It was like something Wilycat or Kit would do. He blinked a few times before he raised an eyebrow.
"Rain...food? That's impossible. Where am I? How did I end up here?"
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With one swift motion, she jumped away from the tree branch and flipped before landing on the ground. One hand brushed a few loose strands of hair away from her face. Thankfully, she at least had enough common sense to make sure the newcomer could see her empty hands so he knew she wasn't a threat.
"I know that this will sound unlikely, to say the very least, but you are in the city of Nautilus. It is, in the simplest terms, a world between worlds to which you have been summoned. Time in the world you came from stops while you are present here. While it apparently is not impossible, it is quite likely your friends did not come here with you."
The most basic explanation out of the way, she leaned toward him with her nose wrinkling. After a few seconds, she pulled away and shook her head. "You are not Emejre, are you? You... well, I do not mean this as an insult, but you do not smell like one of us."
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"Uh...no. I'm a Thundercat. My name is Lion-O." A beat. "What's an Emejre?"
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"Thundercat. Now that is a far more exciting name for a species." She snickered. "As you might have guessed, my kind call themselves Emejre, or so I am told. I was actually raised in a research laboratory and only recently escaped. We were genetically engineered to share the traits of different types of animals."
"My name is Pandora, Lion-O, and it is a pleasure to meet you!" She thrust her hand forward. "I know it must seem terribly confusing so far, but most of the others here are quite kind."