The pilot’s voice came over the intercom to let everyone know they were getting near their destination, and a cold breakfast would be served shortly. Jamie stretched languidly, wiping his bleary eyes and yawning. Akiko began to stir on him, and he brushed her hair out of her eyes before gently kissing her forehead. Looking around, Jamie could see the rest of their party waking up with them, except for Gremory, who was still fast asleep in Freyja’s lap. He still wasn’t used to how cat-like she could be; her hair was short with black, tan, and white patches. Freyja wasn’t sure if Gremory was technically a calico or a tortoiseshell, and there had been much debate over dinner on the finer points of both. He was curious to see what she looked like when she wasn’t hiding her ears and tail. As an
