Leaving Starhold
Only two of ours produce milk, and a bearcat from a nearby farm brings a portable system each morning and evening. he processes the milk, and we get some of that back for our own use." "that still must be a lot of milk...?"
The Ghost of Toronto Part 2
The elderly binturong hands shook. he looked at them, glaring as if his sharp look would make them stop. they did not. furious, he reached for his phone, only to stop as he heard a clamour. he spun on his heel, turning toward the kitchen.