Chapter 7“O, what may man within him hide,
Though angel on the outward side!”
—William Shakespeare
Sarran Calendar: Cycle 9435.B114
Earth Calendar: June 24th
Tonas entered the StarRoom. “Mark, Bane.” Tonas acknowledged the two WarriorPhysicians. He settled in next to Jonal. Theirs were the only two of the six chairs around the table that viewed all three entranceways and holographic consoles. Tonas extended his arm to Jonal and froze. Examining Jonal’s flightsuit, he frowned. Beast hair clung to the bottom of his sleeve. Tigger tufts were omnipresent, covering every flat surface. Fine yellow hairs even floated from the airshaft. Tonas looked down in horror, his own flightsuit was covered.
Jonal noted his lover’s distraction with a sigh. Tonas’s concern with the condition of his wardr
