I was sitting on the same smoky, see-through rock, panting. Soaked clothes wrapped around my quivering body, and the same pixie-dust-waterfall rose across from me. I took a deep breath and watched the emerald foliage surrounding the magic place. In the midst of the green shrubbery, two familiar silvery eyes watched me. But something was different, rare. Their shape was feline, savage, and the intense color almost filled both eyes, making the silver even more mesmeric and ...