Jun 15
9 min read
Adrift in the Dream, Drifting Spirit
The tilt of the little boat was only slight and almost vanished as the Maine Coon made a small adjustment to his wheel.
“Coils are charged.” Reported the blue eyed gray wolf.
“Course set, hope the old brown wolf wasn’t lying to us.”
“Enough of that kind of talk Monsieur LeChat. Ready for transfer.”
