No more cell! She was free! The insane she-cat darted through the walls, reaching the stairs... And was stopped. Whiterose frowned. Trapped still? But... No cell... Ah well. She whirled, shrieking with laughter. Her green eyes had a red tinge as she darted through walls, dropping the temperature down as she ran. She clawed some parts of the stone, knowing anyone seeing that particular spot would see the wall spitting with invisible claws dragging down stone eerily.
But hey... She was free! Even if she was, you know, dead. The former prisoner snickered at the monsters. They didn't scare her; but she could scare them! She concentrated on a rock high up, causing it to tumble down with a loud clank. This was fun, the insane she-cat loved it!
Her ghostly form, white fur from life making her even more creepy, darted through the dungeon, going everywhere.