Summary: She was iffy on the instinct thing. Considering the fact that her soul was human, how the hell does she classify in this type of world? She wouldn't be caring so much about it if it wasn't detrimental to her.. new life. (OC/SI Doe)

Warning: Mature content, spoilers, sexual content, language, sexism, racism, speciesm (if its a thing), violence, inter-species content, may sometimes change to drabble style

Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me except my OC/SI

Chapter 1

She wanted to laugh as much as she wanted to cry from what she was seeing.

No matter how much she thought about it, she just Knew that this wasn't right, it wasn't right.

The giant buff panda standing in front of her was moving his- (because that body was Definitely males) mouth-snout? But she couldn't hear whatever he was saying over the loud repetitive thumping noise resounding in her ears- oh that was her frantic heart beat that sounded as if it was gonna jump right out of her chest.

...Shouldn't she be panicking right now? Blinking languidly, almost too slow. Ah, yes. She thinks this may be shock? She's never experienced it before, so she's not quite sure.

I love pandas.

No idea where that sudden thought came from, but it seemed important to her.

And oh my! She's being carried!

..He's buff.

Her thoughts were an honest jumble of a mess right now, one bouncing off the other, none making too much connection to her at the moment as she gazed up wide eyed dazedly at the side profile of the giant male panda now carrying her to god knows where based on the sound and feel of his heavy footsteps, contrasting to his secure gentle hold on her rather numb figure.

She could barely feel her body, let alone hear what he was saying as his furred snout-mouth? moved again, only bleary view of his chest rising and falling in what she thinks may be a sigh.

Tired.

Thumping her heavy buzzing head against his chest, she allowed her body to let go of the last of its tension, limply leaning against him.

He's a giant panda walking on two legs carrying me.

Her blurry sight obscured as she closed her eyes.

Wearing clothes.

And the last of her consciousness faded with that last strange image.