Zane
Every time I got into an argument with Felicity, she would get all pissy and run away from me. It happened so many times, I just looked the other way and went about my business, knowing she would be back in a few hours.
Like usual, I found myself, sulking in the tree that had become my second home. I was stretched across a limb in my cat form when a familiar searing pain erupted in my chest.
It went away almost as fast as it began, but it wasn’t gone but a few minutes before it came back with a vengeance. I dug my claws into the limb, growling and hissing through the pain until it stopped a little while later.
By then, I had an audience, standing under the tree. Zoey stared up at me with wide, concern-filled eyes and mind linked, ‘Are you okay, Zane? What’s going on?’
I was
