Chapter 6
To simply wake up every morning a better person
than when I went to bed.
—Sidney Poitier
Soarer’s Nest, Vineleaf Village: 9:15 tines
Sam woke up the next dawntine to the smell of fresh coffee with Midnight on his head. ::We thought you’d never get up. It’s after nine.::
::Don’t be a scold, Midnight. Sam had a big day yesterday and he was worn out. I have your coffee, my fox, and a new coffeepot that can make coffee neither you nor I can screw up. I dropped one off at the gatehouse an hour ago.::
::Why did you go there?:: Sam was almost pouting.
::I went to fix a pot so that you’d have your coffee this dawntine and not turn into what your femspring described as a grisly.:: Tarin sent a picture of an ursine creature with big teeth, pointy ears, and tusks.
Sam shuddered. “T
