Burning out her fuse, up here alone
She had been here, in the void, in the darkness...well, relative darkness anyway, of her cabin. Close, comfortable enough and well padded. If a little small.
Still, the little Cosmonaut found it to be far more interesting than her home back on Earth, or outside in Moscow. Cold, even at the best of times, even for one as...hirsuite as herself.
Wolfing down the gel, lapping at water, she took another gulp, as the cabin had been growing steadily hotter as of recently. Rather uncomfortably so, but then. Her handlers trained her for such things, and she was such a good Cosmonaut, very adaptable, very calm.
But this, was becoming unbearable, and she let out a noise of distress, wriggling in her harness, scrabbling in the micro-gravity.
Kudryavka whined with the discomfort of the growing heat.