The cats were barely specs in the world, the grass reached a few miles into the sky and bugs could walk over the city without even remotely risking a collisioin with even its tallest buildings. If a piece of grass fell, that would doom a huge chunk of the city, if not possibly all of it, in an instant. An object of a few ounces was more like a few hundred tons, and things had not yet reached the large objects barreling this way.
Khesk and S'tie lead the pack, charging through grass still wet with dew and through little stretches of mud without worry of the cleaning it'd take to get the mud off them later. At the back of the pack, the kids more worried for their looks or cleanliness were going around all these areas as widely as they could. A whole lot of girls were able to keep their claws painted nice and clean, while the male cats got to say their hind claws were sharper than needles and all the shinier for it. In between there were others who just simply were slower than the leaders, but of similar mind-set.
A few minutes later, the cats were looking up at the muddy feet of the two sole biggest things they had ever seen. Water and dirt dripped off their claws and fur, both now darkened back to the ankle and knees. The view was not liked and made the felines wish they'd had more grass around so the city wouldn't be surrounded by spotty areas of coverage. It was sure that the wolf would drive a single claw through the city and end it, or that if that failed, the cat would accidentally level it.
"I don't get it, this should be the city center" S'tie said, she just couldn't figure this one out. There wasn't a sign of home anywhere, and it should be right here where she was standing, skyscrapers, houses, the works of modern infrastructure.
"Look at the grass" Khesk said, "it never used to be here and look at the pattern, it gets thinner as it comes to this point." He made a mark in the ground with his foot, creating five new lakes for the cats, with a miles drop until there was any water, where they just barely missed the city. "Perhaps they were sucked underground, something had to pull this inward."
"Maybe" S'tie said as she and Khesk got low to the ground, on all fours to see if there was any sign of civilization. Particularly, they were looking for any signs of movement downward or a hole from the center spire of the city poking through.
Khesk's white hands, the match to his formerly white feet combed over the ground, many times nearly hitting the city. Down below, it was whiping the cats into a frozen frenzy, not daring to move even the slightest of inches. Two cubs blocked out the sun for thousands of miles in any direction just laying close to the ground, it would be a total black out if they would stand again.
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