The feline was having trouble breathing, the powerflow causing his heartrate to go mad as if coursed through him. He remained strong though, determined to establish the gateway that would bring him to the location that one he knew called home.... the orphanage. His powers though where weak, as the sun shone and he felt the excruciating burn of each of it's rays. They did not harm, but drew on his power, drew away the magic from his very fibers.... but he was determined to resist them now. And right before he blacked out the gate reached it's stability, pulsing with dark energy, this passage though, went both ways.