A Sudden Spark

Cold blue light poured over our shoulders. We felt a strange jolt run straight down into our claws—not just stiff plastic anymore, but real pulse, real hunger. We flexed our fingers and slowly turned our neck toward the shimmering foil behind us. When our long tongue grazed against the crinkled surface, it rustled with a crisp, electric snap. We are awake, alive, and ready for whatever lurks in the shadows.