#god even as a moth hes demanding and ornery

[magioffire]

*puts moth vali in a bottle with some leaves and fruit*

Gods-fucking-damnit Vis, I don't want to be in a jar--

He can't say that though, because it only comes out as a series of very irritated squeaks. He tried to attack Vis' fingers but to no avail, he was in the jar before long. Great, yeah, nice. It was a temporary situation but that didn't make it any less undignified. He climbed up the glass, until he met the rim of the glass, and tumbled back down. Eventually, he gave up on escape, instead focusing on sitting on top of the piece of fruit provided and slurped up the juices with his proboscis -- one he shouldn't even have, this was not a trait of a silk moth! But he was going to enjoy this, so he morphed himself a mouth to eat. Take that evolution, another win for magic. And now he could screech and squeak at Vis loudly, demanding him to put more fruit into the jar.