More Kit Kat's Adventures in the Outer Realms
On the Earthly plane, the sky was gray, and Kit Kat heard the rain rumble on the sheet metal carport. In her slave human's shelter, icy air blew out of rectangular holes cut into every wall. These humans did not appreciate heat. Kit Kat rolled tighter into a ball and sought refuge in one of the astral realms to escape the irritations of her Earthly plane.
Kit Kat deepened her mesmerism until her nose and whiskers twitched. She arrived in Grittevania. The three suns were at their mid-afternoon positions, toasting the air. Kit Kat flopped down onto her side near the shore of Brackigulf to let the tri-sun warmed sea breeze ruffle her fur.
Above her, Kit Kat saw the Sullenswallows hovering in the breeze. As they floated in their hexagonal formation, their papery wings twitched faintly with each shift of the breeze. If only they would've come closer, Kit Kat wished. A snack would've made her trip extra satisfying. But before Kit Kat could lure a Sullenswallow by mimicking their sharp spit and hiss call, they raised their wings and glided out to sea.
If the Sullenswallows wouldn't play, Kit Kat looked for the Vellumorbs. Small creatures who folded upon themselves into a ball. Kit Kat flipped onto her belly and crouched low to watch for orb-sign – slight displacements of sand that signaled a Vellumorb was moving beneath. But all Kit Kat could see today was the flutter of sand in the breeze. The Vellumorb had become wary of Kit Kat, and she would not get the pleasure of tearing open each fold until she revealed the stony heart.
But Kit Kat decided she was there for rest, not play, and rolled back onto her side to resume her sun-basking. Only when she heard her slave human clinking the food bowls on the kitchen counter did Kit Kat snap back to the Earthly realm.