Shadowmoth's  POV:

       He knows for sure something is off.

         What did Natalie mean about a new moth?

        He did not order any that were colorful.  Yet he recalls her remarks about one that had pink and purple streaks through it. Strange, how on earth did it get here?

         He tries to walk again.  He fails.

        Strange he hears the flap of wings all around him.

        "No, I am in my lair, so of course wings are flapping about as usual."

           "Whoa, my ears feel like they shrunk.  Is it possible I have no ears at all now?"

             He flies a short distance. He falls. He gets back up and this time he lands in front of a mirror.

              "Is that me?"

             "Oh, no this is not good. This is a complete disaster."

               "How am I supposed to get the Miraculous, gain ultimate power, and make my wish to bring Emilie back when I am in this form?"

                He sits still. To say, he is in shock would be an understatement.  He is horrified.

                 Never in his life did he expect this to happen.

             Great, how would he tell Adrien?

               It is not as if he could speak like this.

          No, he just makes the sounds of an insect.

           Yep, he was doomed alright.

            He fails miserably and who knows how long he will be stuck like this?

           He sure hopes Natalie can come up with a creative excuse about his disappearance for now.  The last thing he needs is for his son to see him in this form or even worse, his enemy ladybug.  Goodness knows what could happen if she ever saw him this way.

             Little did he know that Ladybug already saw him. He also did not know that she knew the secret about who did this to him. It was no accident he was this way.  Nor was it fate.

        Find out more in Chapter 4

        bye-bye, little owlets!

      -Summer out!